Hopefully stuck in a grocery line.

Toilet paper sold out on Amazon Prime.

Here among the masses the crowds build up.

Horting and storing tissue for their butt.

They cancel the classes, the concerts for AIDS.

Called off the big dance, the NBA.

Careful and cautious with so much concern.

And you're all at Costco spreading your germs.

The stock will replenish when this shipment comes in.

But the preppers come back and they'll do it again.

The shelves are all empty.

There's no more fuel.

Two carons are fighting for the last cop now.

The market goes down and the market comes up.

But everyone is too concerned with their butt.

The hoarding and storing is testing my nerves.

The way to beat the viruses to flatten the curve.

So I'm keeping my distance.

Everybody take need.

I'll be alone.

No one here, a call for sneeze.

Because I'm reading and gaming and staying in doors.

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