Short poem on coronovirus
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little boy stands at the edge of the door,
Glances behind, then looks down at the floor.
Hush! Hush! Keep your hands clean!
Christopher Robin is in quarantine.
At first it was good to be kept off of school
He’s quite far advanced and is nobody’s fool
But he missed out a party the day he turned six
And he’s seen everything on iTunes and Netflix.
He can’t even play with his big sister Alice
Who’s having a meltdown at Buckingham Palace
A soldier’s life might be terribly hard
But it’s easier now they’ve stopped changing the guard.
Little boy stands at the end of the drive
He likes being out there, he feels more alive.
Hush! Hush! Don’t get too near!
Christopher Robin is shedding a tear.
Daddy is home and is working upstairs
But rather than suits, it’s just sweatpants he wears.
He no longer shaves and works out his frustration
By just playing FIFA upon his PlayStation.
At first Mummy said she’d clear out household junk
Then couldn’t be bothered so sits getting drunk
The empties pile up but she says “I don’t care,
It’s must be gone Wine O’Clock someplace, somewhere.”
Little boy runs to the end of the street
He’s fast and he’s nimble, there’s wings on his feet.
Hush! Hush! This is the day
Christopher Robin is running away.
The playground is near but he sees it’s deserted
It’s been that way ever since they were alerted
To dangers the scientists identified
Of sharing a roundabout, swing or a slide.
There’s nowhere to go and there’s no one to see
He hopes this will end but there’s no guarantee
How he wishes that he had his own time machine
He’d go back to the months before Covid-19.
Little boy walks up the path to his house
Though he’d love to just scream, he’s as quiet as a mouse.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin’s stopped saying his prayers.
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