The Lockdown blues.....

Well,the Holidays-have-all been well-scuppered
we're stuck on 'staycation' a spell
the cruise 'round the med has been cancelled
and the weekend in Wuhan as well.....

A fortnight in Florence is buggered
America-too will be missed
and-to contemplate Spain at the moment
you'd-have to be carefree or p****d......

Anyway,flying's not possible at present
so there's nowhere abroad we can go
and driving much further than Tesco
risks-a-possible stint on death-row.....

So I'm stuck in the House like all others
week six,and I've let meself go
I look like a Hippy from Woodstock
I've,let-me-hair and me whiskers just grow.....

I've been practising keeping me distance
and-when the-governor's tucked-up in our bed
I put some more air in me Lilo
and-kip-down for the night in the Shed.....

But,if the strain of the lockdown gets tiring
I'll,resign-my-'position' as Chef
and to alleviate flack in the future
I'll pretend that I've gone bloody deaf.....

Yes....it's been quite a strain on relations
our idyll has turned into strife
but,I've found-a-good-book on that Kindle
called "How to dispose of your Wife"......

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