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The poem ´Coronavirus´ by Davide, aged 10, Italy, March 2020 © Davide Argiolas, Italy

Coronavirus, Coronavirus, we disinfect our hands,
It all started in Chinese lands.

Coronavirus, Coronavirus, the whole world prays to God,
At home we are all locked.

Coronavirus, Coronavirus, with doctors' work we'll hold,
They're selfless and bold,
Precious as gold!

Coronavirus, Coronavirus, all of us our hands are washing,
Hoping soon we will be hugging.

The crown on top of the virus comes from the translation of ´corona´ in Italian, which means ´crown´.