Announcement due at eight and that’s not long
Johnson can’t hold it back, the wards are full
So enter tousle-haired one, bang a gong
Get our attention, tell us it’s gone wrong
And we’re all staying home, going nowhere
Back to Zoom quizzes, maybe some drinking
Myself not necessarily - weather
So cold, don’t fancy it, the winter air
Needs shutting out, no drinks or smokes to fill
The void, not when the door’s kept shut, prolong
The heat within, staying healthy, prepared
For Covid infection, still possible
Three minutes til we hear the clock’s eighth bong
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