Poor Bo Peep

Little Bo Peep
has lost her youth
her best years
are confounded.

She’s all alone
stuck in at home
and can’t get out
to party.

How will love come
to one so alone?
She doesn’t know
where she’ll find it.

She’ll sit on her own
Call friends on her phone
But all of her dreams
are thwarted.

She’ll leave them alone
till better days come
and the bad days
will be well behind her.

While the old folks die

The U.K. has experienced the highest number of Coronavirus deaths in Europe and a quarter of known coronavirus deaths in Great Britain have happened in care homes but there is still a view we should ‘back Boris’ and not ask awkward questions. It reminded me of Kipling’s poem ‘the Smugglers’ with its refrain, ‘Watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by.’

 

IF you wake at midnight, a’ sweating at the count

Please don’t blame our leader, should the death toll mount,

Them that don’t ask questions won’t be told a lie.

Back to sleep my darling, while the old folk die.

 

Don’t go asking questions, 

Best stay in the dark – 

There are daily briefings, questions no one asks

Clapping for the nurses; rules for you and I,

Bite your tongue my darling while the old folk die! 

 

If you make comparisons and you chance to find 

Evidence that’s mounting up and preying on your mind,

Don’t you shout to come and look, or use it for your play.

Carefully place a lid on it so all’s forgot next day.

 

If you see the stable-door setting open wide;

If you see an argument crudely brushed aside

If you see the minister’s cut about and tore;

If the questions are too tough – don’t you ask no more ! 

 

If you meet apologists sharing what they’ve read,

You be careful what you say, and mindful what is said.

If they call you ” pretty maid,” and chuck you ‘neath the chin,

Better you just back away and think of giving in. 

 

If you see an empty bench  – division lobbies dark –

If parliament behaves itself and house-dogs will not bark.

Sir Keir is there, but none to hear, so see how dumb they lie

They don’t fret or holler out when the old folks die ! 

 

‘If you do as you’ve been told, ‘maybe there’s a chance,

They will get you back to work, or picking fruit perchance,

You’ll get to see a relative or play a game of golf

They’ll let you have a cleaner in; but keep your granny out.

 

Five and twenty briefings, 

Still we’re in the dark – 

Swerve the awkward questions, silence awkward folk

Them that don’t ask questions isn’t told a lie – 

Bite your tongue my darling while the old folks die!

Disinfectant

Seems we found an answer

To that virus thing

It wasn’t like the medics knew

What do experts bring?

 

 

Bleach and disinfectant

Ought to do the trick

Flush the sickness out of you

Hit it with a stick.

 

 

Ask a snake oil doctor

If you want the truth

No use over thinking

Answers on the hoof.

 

 

Have you thought of sunlight?

Fresh air, open doors?

What’s the use of doctors

When you’re in the wars?

 

 

Inject with disinfectant

Stick it in your arm

Forget the manufacturers

What could be the harm?

 

 

You can’t think I was serious?

Who’d be such a fool?

That’d be ridiculous

Fake news, over-ruled.

Football’s Coming Home

aerial view of soccer field
Photo by Mike on Pexels.com

Breaking news, announcement

English Premier League

The season is resuming

But things will have to change.

 

They’ll bring in social distancing

You can’t go near opponents.

If you dare to come too close

They’ll fall and get a foul

 

There’s penalties for sneezes

And if you dare to cough

The ref will have a red card out

You’ll have to go straight off!

 

You can not pass the half way line

For inessential travel.

If you’re near the other goal

You’ll have to wear a mask.

All spectators will be banned

They’ll have to watch from home

Chanting at their own four walls

‘You’ll never walk alone.’

Adam’s Locked in Eden

IMG_7051Lockdown must be hard if you are in a flat with no outside space but sitting in my garden it feels like there are worse places to be. Most people in UK accept the lockdown, even if they are getting bored with it and, if anything , are critical of the government for not introducing it earlier. But it’s not the same everywhere I gather….

 

Poor Adam’s locked in Eden

It really isn’t fair.

A whole world to explore out there

It’s all too much to bear.

 

Eve just wants to go shopping

The snake says it’s ok.

‘Surely it’s not so bad honey?’

What’s a guy to say?

 

Sure God know’s what’s best for us

To be safe and sound at home

But he didn’t make us wise enough

To know we shouldn’t roam.

 

We can’t cope with peace and quiet

The birdsong gets us down

We don’t care what you say’s out there

Folk just want to hit town.

 

We don’t care about the virus

Or who might get it off us.

We don’t care about the other folk

We just care about us.

 

God made paradise perfect

But then gave us free will.

Creation breathes a sigh of relief

That we’re in lockdown still.

 

You have to let us out God

We’ve got so much to do

The world will be a total mess

Creation’s poking through.

Where’s the PPE?

We tell them that they’re heroes;

Stand outside and clap

But are they meant to die for us?

Is it enough to clap?

 

We praise their dedication,

Utterly selfless care

But where is that equipment?

Why is it not there?

 

Medics are not soldiers

They don’t sign up for war

They are not meant to die for us

Just to give us care.

 

We praise our gallant medics

But it’s plain for all to see

They need the right protection

Where’s the PPE?

Round and round the garden goes good Captain Moore

Round and round the garden
Goes good Captain Moore
Round and round the garden
Then a few times more.

Round and round the garden
With his zimmer frame
Ninety nine, he’s near a ton
But he’s off again!

Round and round the garden
Not a man to quit
Wants to thank the NHS
Wants to do his bit.

Round and round the garden
Raise a thousand pounds
‘Stay at home’, we can’t go out
Round and round the grounds.

One step, two step, are we nearly there?
Seems he’s raised a good deal more
Off we go again.

Round and round the garden
Raise a million pounds
Breaking news – it’s twenty now!
Round and round he goes.

On, on goes lockdown
Will it never end
Cheer us up good Captain Moore
Or we’ll go round the bend.

You can’t keep down old soldiers
Men who fought a war
Round and round the garden
Will you do some more?

NHS our heroes.
You’re a hero too
Round and round the garden
On and on you go.

99 year old war veteran Capt. Tom Moore has raised more than £21m for NHS charities by completing 100 laps of his garden. He has captured the imagination of the British public and has vowed to go on walking although his original £1,000 target has been exceeded beyond anyone’s imagination.

If you would like to donate to the campaign, you can do so by visiting Captain Moore’s official Just Giving pageonline.

Christ can’t come this Easter

Christ can’t come this Easter

They’ve locked him in the tomb

Hope may spring eternal

But don’t come out your room.

 

The church is locked this Easter

The priests all stuck at home

We’re worshipping remotely

The strangest Easter known.

 

Recall poor Jesus’ passion

The three days in the tomb

Pray for resurrection

For getting out your room.

 

Three days can change everything

So what will these weeks do?

There’s going to have to be a change

I guess it’s down to you.

 

 

Every Picture Tells a Story (from an original by Rod Stewart)

Starin’ at the same old interior standing in my own front room

Heard the news in a thousand ways, but it came out soundin’ ‘ just the same

Telly said, man, you better shun the world

I wouldn’t blame you for wanting to leave

But remember one thing, don’t touch your face or go near human beings

So I got out

Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn’t fit in

French police wouldn’t give me no peace, said that I shoulda’ stayed in

Down along the left bank, minding my own

But they said three or four was a crowd

Got me arrested for invading their space,

when all I did was breath fresh air

I was accused

I moved on

Down in Rome I wasn’t getting enough

Of the things that make a man feel alive

Pope gave a mass to an empty square, seemed I just hadn’t a prayer

Getting desperate, indeed, alone in a tourist attraction

Oh, my dear, had be outt’a there for the vatican won’t give it no sanction

I wasn’t ready for that, no, no

I moved right out east, yeah

On the Peking ferry I was feeling merry, sailing all the way back here

I fell in love with a Chinese girl by the light of an eastern moon

But Shanghai Lil she went and got ill, with a cough that just weren’t natural

We were sent below deck, a right pain in the neck

Stuck on a cruise ship forever

Stuck on a cruise ship forever

I firmly believed that I didn’t need anyone but me

I sincerely thought I was so complete

Seems now that’s how it must be

The women I’ve known I wouldn’t let tie my shoe

They wouldn’t give you the time of day

But life all alone knocked me off my feet

Now all alone I just flounder

And if they had the words I would tell to you

To help you on your way and cope with the life we’re now livin’

I couldn’t quote you no dickens, shelley or keats

‘Cause it’s all been said before

Make the best out of the bad, just laugh it off

You ain’t go in’. Any place anyway, so remember

Every picture tells a story don’t it?

Every picture tells a story don’t it?

Every picture tells a story don’t it?

Every picture tells a story don’t it?

Every picture tells a story don’t it?

Every picture tells a story don’t it?

Yesterday (From the Beatles original)

Yesterday

Life was such a different game to play

We roamed freely, now we have to stay.

How we long for yesterday.

Suddenly

Nothing seems to be

Quite the way it used to be

There’s a sickness means we can’t be free

Oh yesterday went suddenly.

Why it had to go

We all know

We heard them say

But things are so wrong

How we long for yesterday

Yesterday life was such

An easy game to play

Now they say

to hide away

Oh I believe in yesterday

Now you’re far away

And I long for yesterday

Friends I want to see

Can’t be here like yesterday.