COVID 19 In December it sounded like normal cold, At least only in a small town and just few weeks old. Then came Mr long January, Whose hands were long enough to reach every country. And then we heard of a world spread to Italy. February was bold enough to proclaim a worldwide pandemic, And since then everything has turned static. My dear March, April and May For not lingering too long, I say thanx very much. But your visit didn't let us enjoy our independence day's match, As you did very wrong, for throwing that invisible punch. Hail June, July and August To your maker, kindly forward our prayer, That for four months, the world has been in danger. Every body is now a stranger, Even you can't trust the baby in a manger. That notwithstanding, We are optimistically hoping. This pandemic like others, cannot last forever. All mighty September to December Our goodbye wish, Is that your corona legacy soon perish. With these vaccines from Wuhan and Pari
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