We can’t confirm that this thing works
Or even if it’s safe to take.
We plan to dose up oldies first
And then the ones with illnesses,
So let us hope it does its job.
But still we’ll let the lower class
Struggle through in danger zones,
The supermarkets and the schools
Can battle on with paper masks
And little else to help them through.
The twenty twenty superstars
Will burn so bright despite the lies,
The bungled words and shaky terms
That fall from mouths of crooked men
In shiny suits from public schools,
The dark elite that just don’t know.