Bright like lit, the glow from the Moon.
Right on time, not a second too soon.
Rule from the bottom, we stack chips to spare.
The plague that ravishes, and leaves people in despair.
Clown like fair, a rollercoaster ride.
Abide by signs, sacrifice to drink wine.
Align with lines, our thoughts straight through.
A genie looking greedy, his color then blue.
Now caught the flu, we're reminded at court when Sued.
A God that knew, cold like touch, like cool.
The pool is filled, the blood that spewed.
Up close and personal, the Corona air-Bourne "flew".
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