One mask, two masks, red mask, blue mask –

Color-ful mask, Sur-gi-cal mask.

This one hurts behind the ears

This one’s hard to breathe and bear,

This one has some wear and tear!

Say, what do you think that we don’t care?

Yes – some like masks

To wear all over

Some wear masks with

Nose not covered

 Some wear them

Right near their necks

That’s their business

Don’t go check

Some say masks don’t really work

That’s their preference, not a quirk

From there to here,

From here to there,

Crazy things are everywhere.

Many wear them out in the park

We hope they take them off after dark,

Made of plastic, show their face

See them smile, it has a space

Scarves, Bandannas, what the heck?

Those are the kinds that cover the neck.

Here are some who like to shop

They shop all day

At night they plop.

Don’t call the cops

Who’ll put a stop

To crowds and groups

That jump and hop

The other ones

Just stay at home

Apart six feet

They feel alone.

Some stay six feet,

Some stay eight.

Some stay ten feet,

How do they date?

How should I know?

Don’t ask me now.

Go to them

And ask them how!

That’s what they do

So they stay healthy

Well and safe,

But not very wealthy.

From near to far

From here to there,

Stores are closed

Just everywhere

Some with long hair

They can’t wait

For barber shops

To open their gates.

Others want things to remain

With social distancing the same

Tell the businesses

To stay closed

The virus is so bold in the cold

Wait for summer to spread its heat

Then the virus will be beat.

Tell the folks who want to pray

The larger groups are not okay

Who am I? My name is Hope

On my hand I have some soap

With that soap I try to cope

Clean as a whistle like the Pope

I wash my hands right in the sink

So that I don’t fall over the brink

Of sick disaster, germs that stink.

Every day from here to there,

Viruses all disappear.

So schools can open up their doors

The restaurants will wash their floors

The kids will go back to their camps

The movie house will turn on the lamps.

And now good night

It’s time to go

To go with the flow

And stay in the know

It’s time to budge,

Not time to judge

So go make fudge

And bake so much

Every day from here to there.

Soon the cure will be everywhere.

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