The Covid Tiger
We think we’ve tamed the tiger
We’ve got him in our sights
We’re ever so familiar
We invite him to our house.
Twelve long months we’re looking
Each other from afar
I’m seeing him on the TV
He hunts for me indoors.
His teeth are even sharper
His claws are much the same
His heart has little mercy
For old or young today.
In truth he’s getting stronger
He loves we’re so distracted
He’ll plunge a knife into our backs
When we least expect it.
So listen up and hunker down
Wear your mask and keep your distance
We’re nearly there, we must survive it
We’ll celebrate when it’s all over.
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