Every month of 2020,

[Keith&Co.]

...kinda expect a parade or two of Oompa Loompas, telling us the musical lesson, the dance-number moral, for the fortnight.



Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-do
I have a diagnosis for you
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-dee
If you are wise, you'll listen to me

Oompa Loompa, doom-pa-dee-dick,
Don't lead parades whenever you're sick.
Oompa Loompa, doom-pa-dee-duck,
Wear the damned mask you narcisstic fuck.

Seventy-four years of CDC's work,
Dashed to the ground by a selfish dumb jerk.
Chasing the spotlight, not your own health,
Did you think disease gives a rat's for your wealth?

I don't like the look of it

 

[Loren Pechtel]

If Giant Meteor wins the election there might not be a December.