(Apologies to Sting)
The teachers, they reject
The school board’s fantasy
Pandemic hits badly
Classroom’s no place to be
Inside schools, there’s thronging.
There is no open space.
Cough-barking, they’re close now.
Masks hanging off their face.
Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me
Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me
This school is so crowded
You know how classrooms get
Social distance isn’t easy
Crowded like a movie set
Contagion, frustration
My mask is thirteen-ply
The virus lies waiting
But I don’t want to die
Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me
Get back six feet so
You cannot breathe on me
Loose masks in the classroom
They walk up and say Hi
It’s crowded in bathrooms
Airborne viruses fly
It’s no use, some people
Say it’s a hoax and scoff
I’m living in The Stand.
When will I start to cough?
Don’t hand, don’t hand in
Your paper in to me
Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me