The End Of The Pandemic Poem by Paul Hartal
The End Of The Pandemic
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"I believe this pandemic
will be less savage soon", said the Octopus.
"What do you mean? ", asked the Porcupine.
"I mean, it will lose its teeth", said the Octopus.
"Really? "
" Yes, really."
At night the Porcupine had a dream:
A huge Covid-19 sat on a dentist's chair
and the dentist was pulling out
the last tooth of the virus.
Saturday, October 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,humor,metaphor
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5/4/2024 10:09:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Find that Dentist. Quick! Such a nicely written fable That will hopefully, If it does come true Render this old world, Livable again. Now do we realize how very lucky we were?