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.