Corona Virus

Let's sit down and discuss your price,
It appears like our party has no choice.
I believe we can finally reach a consensus,
And spare us from this "bio-curse."

What do you want from us?
Why didn't you just go to Mars?
You came and now we're worried for our lives,
Every time at risk without washing hands.

Please let's negotiate your demands,
Many are grieving with increase in numbers.
We can finally reach an agreement,
And save us from this resentment.

Ally Fred
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