There was a derelict house
That nobody would live in.
It was possessed by a ghost.
Then came a man who said,
Rent it to me, and the ghost
Will go away.
“how may that happen with
Your coming,” he was asked.
The man said, “ I sing a lot, and
My singing is so off key that no
Ghost worth his salt may survive
The soul-shattering cacophony.”
And true to his claim, things
Turned out exactly as he had
Said they would: the ghost
Tried hard, but was gone for good.
Viruses, as you know, have thinner
Skins than ghosts.
Those that have been seen to recover
From Corona are winners
Because they are more boisterous
Think that only the more cultured
Among politicians have succumbed,
While the noisier ones have thumbed
Corona’s sensitive nose.
Inference: should we let the latter
Ones make a dozen bad speeches
A day, it is to be much doubted
That Corona will survive the fray.
Like the ghost, it may want to up
And leave for more civilized climes,
And give us our much-needed reprieve.