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Karen

Karen

During times of listening, when you need to pull out stops,
A law imposed by governments, and enforced by the cops,
Because if there is an incident, that puts us girls to shame,
It could be said she's selfish, and Karen is her name.

The rules dont apply to Karen, as she goes to the local store,
Then she goes in maskless, saying why do we wear them for,
Quite simply it is spoken, and harder to deter,
That the things we do to keep us safe, don't apply to her.

Karen approached a checkpoint, in a known Covid hotspot,
The self proclaimed Scamdemic, and she will show this lot,
Why should I give my details, to leave my lived in town,
She thought she was super hot, but she's a girl in all black clown.

Darwinism ain't friendly, no one is immune to stuff,
These safety precautions are necessary, and not a pile of fluff,
A denialist with a point to prove, there is no Easter Bunny,
Tell that Karen she's dreaming, and ICU ain't funny.

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Marion

Well done! What a relevent write Glen, lots of  people believe it doesn't exist because it hasn't affected them but iv see people die ...it is real, as you say ?

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Glen Hill

Thanks Marion. I googled Karen and it is a thing, and I hear stories of complacency and denialists. It is up to the individual to make sure they are safe

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