Where has Doctor Fauci gone?
This week he was off the lawn.
Without him we have no voice,
inject bleach our only choice ?
Maybe he’s in forced lockdown,
caged and tied up by the clown.
I don’t think this thought too often,
but he’d fit in a small coffin.
Tied into a podium,
stuffed with lye and sodium,
he could be tossed out to sea.
Goodbye, Mariner Fauci.
Maybe he’s just lying low,
guarded by a goon named Joe.
Maybe on extended rounds?
Need we search the White House grounds?
If he’s not at Monday’s ‘presser,’
we’ll be seeking a confessor.
Bring our fine physician back,
or we’ll commence our attack.
Check for orange fingerprints,
nylon hair and other hints.
Pray that he is still alive.
Bring him back now, forty-five!
