Poem: This Christmas
Remember this Christmas, when gathered around with the extended family, there is no anti-vax. You’re all family, so just call it what it is: Pro-Covid.
“Hey, Drunk Uncle, I heard you were Pro-Covid?” Not at all, he slurs. “Then get a shot in the arm and get back on the farm and fuck up for once. And then forever".
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