To My Hand:an Admonishment

My sturbborn hand,
This intimate affair you have been having
With my nose and mouth,
And the wanton embraces with may face,
Since the Advent of this evil Covid-19,
Are now abominable!
Stop and stay away forthwith!
Or else find new mates
Among the members of the body
With whom to flirt!

Furaha Gandi
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