Warding off the fear of corona,
Corona virus,
How it infects,
Affects us,
Think you not evil of,
Nor foreboding you bad omen for,
Adding to fear and anxiety,
Corona, corona,
O, let it be,
What can corona do
Even after precautions?
So, please talk you not of pandemic literature
During the corona time,
The imagery is already fresh with
Plague, plague,
The cholera wards,
The T.B. wards,
The malaria hospitals,
Typhoid claiming lives,
Viral fever doing the rounds,
Small pox corroding the self
Which we need not speak
As the tongue wants it not to utter bad words,
Bad things.
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