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Apr 2020
The disco floor is empty,
   No more john Travolta
                            Olivia Newton John

serenades,

Cos there at home,
                      quarantined.


           They use there roller skates
around the settee, getting there exercise
               a fifteen minute burn.

                           As any more I'd need a martini.

Bruise's show that its isn't as easy as
                                          it used to be.

On Amazon for a new flat screen....
                      because the other one has
a roller skate imbedded in it.

What!! that was forty two years ago...

     Not as flexible as we were before.
My kids got the swear jar full after that day...


                                                    And breath..


Summer nights we weren't at the beach,
          social distancing and the police.
So we turned the backyard in to our holiday.
tell me more,
             it turned cold,
  So we went in quick as a sneeze would echo
    around the neighbourhood and you know
           how'd they talk. Oh they got covid 19


Summer dreams,
                             I haven't got the body for it now..
            We've been quarantined for twelve weeks..
Tell me anyone that has a beach body?
       More like a beached whale...

But the quarantine is saving us,
       No social gathering, no school...
lie ins while the kids sleep into...

And I'll dream of that moment I can
          see mum again, skype is all good,
but cause the level of concern I'll wait till
           were allowed to visit the loved ones again.
Poetic T
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