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The virus was rife

A Covid Limerick

By Shane DobbiePublished about a year ago 1 min read

A virus was rife, and threatening your life,

But wearing a mask was too much strife.

It lay under your nose,

And never rose,

Even after losing your wife.

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Shane Dobbie

If writing is a performance art then I’m tap dancing in wellies.

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Comments (5)

  • Rick Henry Christopher about a year ago

    This is a powerful message executed brilliantly with a hint of dark humor and upfront messaging. Excellent work.

  • R.C. Taylorabout a year ago


  • Caroline Janeabout a year ago

    Oh man that is dark comedy!

  • Donna Reneeabout a year ago

    Ugh right? I like this limerick style… pointing out some true absurdities!

  • Quincy.Vabout a year ago

    The poem is a poignant reminder of the importance of taking simple preventive measures like wearing masks during the pandemic. nice to read.👌👌👌

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