Covid-19🦠

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No more shaking hands,

Don't even touch your face.

Never stand too close,

In a big crowded place.


A virus is against us ,

It's roaming around every land.

It infects and does us harm, 

By the simple touch of our hands.


Our world is now at a big war,

With an enemy that's unseen.

But we can beat the invader,

If we keep our hands squeaky clean.


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