None are my favourites
Corronavirus and global infection
Walking round shops in just one direction,
Socially distanced and masks held with strings
None of these are my favourite things. Presentations by Valance and Whitty
Graphs and charts with obtuse nitty gritty,
Musicians stay silent and nobody sings
None of these are my favourite things.
Living in bubbles or purely alone
Stadiums with sportsmen all out on their own,
Cleaning and sanitising with all that it brings
None of these are my favourite things.
Pubs all shut up – no chance of a drink
Businesses closed with some on the brink,
Tills now lie empty no sound of kerchings
None of these are my favourite things.
When the sun shines
When the birds sing
And my heart beats fast I simply remember my unfavourite things
And hope ... they will soon be past.
Scott Andrews. Ryhope.
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