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Jan 2021
No going out
no rule we can flout
We sit and inquire
before we retire
of rosebuds and gurnies
and fantastic journies
peel back the haze
of memorable days
when travel was grand
and no one was banned
we sat in the park
and we played until dark
then came home to tea
with plates on our knee
no mention of Brexit
no Covid to vex it
we lived in our zones
and played on our phones
maybe some trends
went visiting friends
or sat in the pub
and ate all their grub
for now thats all over
we’re no more in clover
so hurry I say
go Jab away.
Written by
Malcolm Price
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