A walk in the park
Where there is some talk
Of raising the Snark
Misguided remark.

There is no conclusion
That I could envision
To plunder delusion
And clear the confusion

While we may contest
That theories attest
His morbid diffusion
Just leave him to rest.

The two meter square dance
Leaving nothing to chance
Everybody's doing it
The pavement prance.

By Government order
Single file avoidance style
Mask covered faces
Queuing spaces.

Carpet wearing days
Widowscoping days
Garden tending phase
Lockdown crazes.

More pushing up daisies
Unknown contact traces
Some recovery cases
Thursdays clapping days.

The sun is shining, games not played
only the dog walkers parade
Morale declining children pining
This is the plague decade.

Key workers nervously
bravely give service
while others wait
to discover their fate.

Watching wretched news
numbers are rising
much televising
loves no one would choose.

Carpet wearing days.
Windowscaping ways.
Garden tending phase.
Lockdown crazes.

More pushing up daisies.
Unknown contact traces.
Some recovery cases.
Thursdays clapping days.

The sun is shining, games not played,
only the dog walkers parade,
morale declining, children pining,
this is the plague decade.

Key workers nervously,
bravely give service,
while others wait
to discover their fate.

Watching wretched news,
numbers are rising,
much elegising,
loves no one would choose.

Competing for chores, staying indoors,
rationing fresh air, the lonely despair,
managing the food stocks, watching the clocks,
we're in it together, inhumane tether.

News depressiing, rigid rules,
people are dying, NHS trying,
carting them off, telltale dry cough,
too many dangerous, dissenting fools.