Ah, what the hell, let’s just sing it out loud.

-Marlow

. . . . .

Eastern virus wind blowing (courtesy of 1939’s Wizard of Oz)

Misty January morning, clouds in the sky
Without warning, eastern virus wind blew by
Casting its shadow, leaving its smells
Creators wear military togs with jangling medals and tinkling bells

Virus wind never talking
Just kept blowing
Spreading its tragic magic

Devils always cloak their evil in fear
Since they worry when viruses are near
Creators’ words turn tears into joy
All us fools were happy when these viruses silently blew by

Virus wind never talking
Just kept blowing
Spreading its tragic magic

Eastern wizards say sun’s shining, clouds have gone by
All their people give a happy sigh
Viruses’ve passed, giving ‘em a sign
Telling all the people things’re fine

But skies’re black and grey, we feel a deathly cold
Eastern wizards pump out lies so bold
Lots more people infected, likely gonna die
Knowing who did it, we ask them to say why

Eastern virus wind never talking
Just kept blowing
Spreading its tragic magic

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