Little Jack Horner
sits in the corner
scanning his iPad screen.
He taps with his thumb
has a zoom with his chums
and thinks
‘How lucky am I?’
He hasn’t been out
just messing about
playing his favourite games.
He doesn’t miss school
thinks lockdown is cool
And laughs, ‘How lucky am I?’
Little Jack Horner
sits in the corner
gorging another pie
he puts in his thumb
pulls out a plum
and thinks
‘What a great life have I.’
Little Jack Horner
sprawled in that corner
doesn’t want lockdown to end.
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