Four Aphorisms for a Time of Plague
Unforeseen disasters wait
Just outside the garden gate
Pity those who lose their smiles
On the heartless COVID miles.
Comfort for tormented eyes
Is what doctors all advise.
If you let your lungs get wet,
You may drown in deep regret.
Rhyming couplets © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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