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The Corona-Serpent on the Metapole
Look!
There
on the hill's pole of alarm
where we crucify one virus
to save us all
healing silver lining kills
more than one perceived
stealth enemy
Fevered cry
Oh Revolution!
Rather an ounce of prevention
than 30 pieces of silver
for a gravestone
Let the fire burn your bones...
Cleanse you the dross
and all its fecal matter
with an untamed fever
There
on the hill's pole of alarm
where we crucify one virus
to save us all
healing silver lining kills
more than one perceived
stealth enemy
Fevered cry
Oh Revolution!
Rather an ounce of prevention
than 30 pieces of silver
for a gravestone
Let the fire burn your bones...
Cleanse you the dross
and all its fecal matter
with an untamed fever
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