Alliteration poem
SARS-COVID-19-Kappa-Delta
Has made it to our “protected” shores
It pisses me off how this putrid pandemic
Needs to add more letters to its patronym
It doesn’t make it more powerful or patronising
Perfectionism might be an exalted passion
Perusing the press perversely
Creating Pandemonium perfect
Playing around on the first page headline
Particularly piling in crowded premises
Perversely changes its perverted spots
And changes perpetually its perimeter
Pouring misery without mercy.
Take breathing, we took it for granted
But every breath we take
We have to brace ourselves
For it might be our last breather.
Problematic predicaments
Are still around
Taking second or third position
Behind this existentialist probability
We are sitting preys for this paranoiac virus
Plague on us, it preaches
Preposterous! I presume to pronounce.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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