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As the world outside descends into to madness, a few of us do as they please.
Running around even having parties, as society falls to its knees.
Their maskless faces grinning ear to ear
Their empty brains devoid of fear.
Whilst others haven’t had a haircut, in getting on for a year.

As everything around becomes chaos, some of us do as they choose.
Some of us struggle to feed our families, whilst others hoard bog roll and booze.
People stay locked up, struggling against depression.
People wear masks outside, avoiding covid infection.
Whilst others drink beer together outside, “relieves a bit of the tension”.

All this, the health problems, the danger, the hoarders,
Are made only worse by Boris’s nonsensical orders:

“Now, now as I'm sure you all know, these are difficult times.
Due to people not doing the right thing, deaths are on the rise.
But never fear, the government’s here, and pandemics we avert.
Now take on board our great advice: make sure to stay alert!”

“The time has come, we’re back on track, let’s go back to before,
However, we must take precautions to avoid virus uproar:
Eat Out to Help Out,
Now restaurants are closed.
Get outside and see your friends,
But try to stay alone.
Help the economy, go out to work,
But be sure to work from home.
And go see your grandparents, they must be so bored.
But at all costs leave your grandparents alone, their lives are not secure!”

“Now that’s enough from me, I’ll hand over to my medical advisors.”

“Go outside!”

“Stay at home!”

“There you have it everybody, this advice is going to help us.”

This is rubbish, for worst year, 2020 is a contender,
Death, idiocy and incompetence, but I will always remember,
The year everything closed mid-March,
Just to open in September.

Amos Tatton, Y9
Meadowhead

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