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Social Distancing

It's been so long-no school, no friends.
My brother was driving me mad.
He'd grab my stuff and rip my books-
I complained to Mom and Dad.

My Mom said I should feel lucky to have
A playmate like my bro.
Some kids have no one else at home,
As well as no place to go.

I said to her, "But there's nothing to do!"
Mom said, "Use imagination."
So I looked around for some new idea
And on TV, found inspiration.

After a bit of playing, I saw Mom
Looking around, a bit concerned.
I wasn't sure why, so back to the game
I decided to return.

Some time later, I saw Mom's face
And it looked quite pale.
She started looking in all the rooms
But seemed to no avail.

Faster and faster she began to search-
For what I had no notion.
So I got back to playing our game,
Not understanding her commotion.

It was nice and quiet in the house,
Which seemed to concern my Mother.
But I was glad that things calmed down,
With no yelling from my Brother.

"Mom should be pleased," I thought out loud,
Brother and I were playing so well.
So I was surprised by her running around
And when she began to yell.

She came to me, with a look in her eye,
And there I saw a hint of fear.
She asked me where my Brother was-
I said, "He'd always been right here."

I told her our game was like real life.
She said, "What do you mean?"
"I made him isolate, under the bed-
"Our game's called Quarantine."

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