Sat here on my own here on this Christmas Eve,
Does it hit home that my family I leave,
This COVID this virus has taken us all,
With uncertainty and anger, we’ve taken a fall.
The unknowing of life has come to us clearly,
We can’t touch the one’s that we love so dearly,
Be careful my friends, to not touch one another,
Who knows whose carrying this, this bitch of a mother,
A mother so fuelled with this hate in this virus,
Be skelped and be haunted, let’s give her no wireless.
