(Sung to the tune of “Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah” )

Based on Ponchielli’s “Dance of the Hours” (1871), and “Hello Muddah….Camp Grenada” music sung by Allan Sherman (1963)

HELLO G-d, we need to phone-Ya

Here we are in Camp Corona

How do we know if we’re gonna…

Survive right now, we just really feel alone-a?!

First was China, next Korea

Next Iran, and then Italia

Entire world has caught the virus

Reminiscent of diseases like Malaria!

Through the whole world, schools a-closing

People fearful – no one’s dozing

Folks are shopping, shelves are lacking

People hoarding up with stuff, and boxes stacking

You remember 9-11

All we did was cry to heavens

Then our troubles from those ISIS

Were averted, as our G-d relieved that crisis.

REFRAIN: Make this end, we pray we hope

Vaccine, please send, so we can cope

Cure the virus from adults and kids

Co-ro-na, insidious

It spreads and moves, oblivious

To all the lives it’s ruining in our midst!

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Gyms are shuttered, we’re avoiding,

Streets are empty, don’t be loitering,

Every day a new instruction

Minimize our interactions…

Kids are home now, get the toys out

Show our kindness, let’s not name shout

Clean for Pesach, here’s your chances

Turn the music on, break out with the dances!

REFRAIN: Make this end, we pray we hope……

Dearest G-d, we know You’re able

To resolve and keep us stable

Let us hope that things get better,

And we’ll tell You then to disregard this letter!

REFRAIN: Make this end, we pray, we hope……

(copyright 2020, Miriam Hendeles, Bubbyjoysandoys)