RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES
Spreader in Chief
Incredibly infectious
It travels through the air
But the man at the top
Spreads it on a dare
He thinks he’s Superman
And in once sense he’s right
As the spreader-in-chief
His light shines bright
No one wants to be a number
To a virus that doesn’t care
If you take due precaution or
Get caught in the president’s lair
After a dance in the devil’s den
You’d think he’d change his tune
But he hasn’t learned a thing
He’s as crazy as a loon
How can one man be so callous
To willfully ignore the spread
Something inside is rotten
The part that cares is dead
Romanians have checked in again. Who are you? Lovers of poetry? Let me know. Peace.
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