I "Coronavirus"

I "Coronavirus"


They call me the coronavirus


I globetrot rapidly even than the lightning speed

Not to mention, I can also infect the king to bleed


One of my older siblings is the malady in form of a flu

We interact to make both your blood and lungs turn blue


Ebola is a little younger than me

Our family is always trending as memes


Though corona is defined as a crown

I can conquer mercilessly till you turn brown


I am virulent and fatal but they don’t know I am also naive

Numerous get-together is something you should waive


This crown of mine can snatch your crown 

Hence I suggest you clean your town


Glad I’m giving you tips to get rid of me?


This poem is about: 
Our world


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