Would I know which they are?
Would I could strip your paint to your bare skin,
Before we're rid of SARS,
It's only to rhyme the virus is named,
The same the other way,
Do you remember your hue when you thought,
This could only last a couple of days?
Now here we are, quarantined forever,
Extended for a month,
Add to the layers a layer of dust,
It's giving me a hunch,
The paint's not dry,
Before a new one's laid,
The moment you're touched, you are all mixed up,
Find yourself before applying new shades.
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