From alert level four
To alert level three
Now we start panicking
About economy.
Let’s reopen the schools,
The pubs and restaurants,
People meet in bubbles,
Wear masks upon the bus,
Stay home and watch football,
All one metre away,
We scrap the test and trace,
Soon we’ll have the finest,
Test and trace in the world,
Expect teachers to teach,
Only those who turn up,
Can’t go down to the beach.
Us fogeys, locked away,
We don’t know what to say,
So we fill bird feeders,
The woodpeckers need nuts.
Soon all do what they like,
We wait for second spike,
Or the permanent spike.
In the nineteen sixties
Janis succinctly said,
“It’s all the same fucking day man!”
She was not too far wrong.

Harry Rogers, 2.00am In the Yellow Room, June 20th 2020