Seems we found an answer
To that virus thing
It wasn’t like the medics knew
What do experts bring?
Bleach and disinfectant
Ought to do the trick
Flush the sickness out of you
Hit it with a stick.
Ask a snake oil doctor
If you want the truth
No use over thinking
Answers on the hoof.
Have you thought of sunlight?
Fresh air, open doors?
What’s the use of doctors
When you’re in the wars?
Inject with disinfectant
Stick it in your arm
Forget the manufacturers
What could be the harm?
You can’t think I was serious?
Who’d be such a fool?
That’d be ridiculous
Fake news, over-ruled.
The Reluctant Poet 