THE CICADA AND THE ANT
The Cicada, refusing to be hidden,
Was strong without
When the virus came.
Not able to breathe, to inhale or exhale
She went, evil combines
In the ant, her neighbour,
The praying of pay
For its health care.
“We must be in solidarity
In this health crisis
With the poor like me
Who have this evil sneaky… “
The ant is not impressionable
This is where its slightest defect.
What were you doing in warm weather ?
She said this irresponsible.
Night and day, chin to the wind
I was protesting against these rules niaises.
You protestiez ? I am very comfortable.
Well ! suffer, now.
THE FOX AND THE CROW
Master Raven, in a big crowded bar
Was dancing, stuck, while swimming.
Master Fox, by the scene alarmed
It takes almost this language :
Oh, hello, mr. Crow,
As you paste !
And as you seem hot !
Without lying, if your face
Rubs to all the neighbours
You are the king of the cons of the region.
At these words, the Raven, shocked and offended
By this zigoto who seemed zealous,
Opens wide his mouth that he had unmasked.
The Fox, stunned by such a denial, and said to him : My good Sir,
Learn that the pandemic
Lives at the expense of those who forget.
This lesson is well worth a little humiliation.
The Crow, ashamed and confused
Swore, but a little late, that one not the there would be more.
THE ANIMALS SICK OF THE PLAGUE
A virus that spreads terror,
Virus that nature in its fury
Launched to punish the crimes of the earth,
The COVID was the animal of war.
They all did not die, but all were struck.
On the Internet it was very busy
To seek the origin of this evil unexplained.
He was created by billionaires malignant
Wanting to sell us the vaccines ?
In order to better control us
Thanks to chips under the skin ?
Is it Bill Gates and George Soros
Who created this evil, atrocious ?
From morning to evening and from evening to morning,
The animals sought to lose their latin
Until the day when one of them shouted : “Victory ! It has been created in a laboratory !
It is a conspiracy, my dear friends,
A blogger from Victo said to me ! “
Since that day, all the animals
Have ceased to follow the medical advice.
The lion collapsed, the sheep agonisa.
No one listened to Horacio Arruda,
Was left alone with his tarts,
Shouting in the desert between two steppettes.
And it is as well as the horrible pandemic
On all the Quebec expanded.
Moral of the story :
Beware of social media
They are the spillway