You Won’t Then You Shan’t…

You don’t ‘believe’ in all this,
Coronavirus,
You take exception to the,
Advice over hand-shaking,

You take exception to the,
Need for tactically coughing,
For you are so used to,
Openly and unabashedly sneezing,
Without covering,
(In your own words),
And vehemently within your rights;

You take exception to the,
Need for and importance of rational thought,

You take exception to the,
Doing anything even slightly differently at all,

And you will take exception to the,
Way that he will morosely join the back of your parade,

One by one,
Making his way through incessantly,

And will creep up, stealthily,
BEHIND YOU!

You are dead,
Game over;

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It’s been a busy season,
With much more to come…

So please do spare a thought,
And make the way for—

Poor,
Old,
Monsieur,
Penitence.

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