Corona Virus, How do you do?
You, like a genie came,
Apparently from Chinese lands,
Now Pandemic is your name.
Please don’t deny our right to be
A little out of sorts,
You’re uninvited, aggressive too
According to reports.
We are quite tough, we humans
And up to quite a fight,
But leave our weaker folk alone
Survival is their right.
Meanwhile, don’t be complacent
We’ll shortly have your measure,
Then seek no sympathy, my friend,
Your demise, will be a pleasure.
George Potter
George's Rhymes for the Times 