The Flattened Curve

The virus, as our leader said
has disappeared like magic.
It took a while, a lot of dread,
and, in the end, was tragic.
As millions died, the countryside
was dotted with mass graves.
There was no place one could hide.
Not even Jesus saves.
Though few remain, they do sustain
and have faith in our leader.
He shows them nothing but disdain,
unless they are a breeder.
He wants to start the world anew,
a populace of Barrons.
And women, he will keep a few,
especially the Karens.

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