Away from a danger

A Christmas song to be sung to the smell of baking mince pies overlaid with sanitizer and
accompanied by a guitar thoroughly cleansed with a strong anti-bacterial wipe

Away from a danger
No visitors here
Don’t come past my front door
And don’t come that near

The stars in the bright sky
are littered with germs
the mass tested number
hours later, confirms

The cattle are blowing –
out far too much gas
That’s another disaster
That could end us en – masse

Be near me, not too close
I ask you to stay
With a visor and mask on
At least 6 feet away.

Bless all the dear vaccines
To end our torment
Hoping you and your dear ones
Are in the ninety percent.

Rosie Cantrell

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