Hugs and handshakes
Are things of the past
Kissing is missing
Germs spreading
Too fast
Feeling guilty to cough
Or even to sneeze
In case others think
I've got this disease
Gloves cover my palms
Close by is my soap
I won't be alarmed
But i'll pray & I'll hope
First it was brexit
Then it was storms
What's coming next,
Is it locusts in swarms?
Ah but you'll continue to touch us with your poetry Nigel so it won't be that boring at all! Hope you've got yourself a new scarf by the way ?
Warnings handed out
no physical touching
we may be safe
but how boring is that!
Decades ago I used to pass by
A sandwich-board man who captured my eye.
In Oxford Street West One for space he'd vie
With his message: The End of the World is Nigh !
No m'dear...just the end of the world... don't worry though, just a rumour..... Skip says drink up
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Nigel Astell
Wed 11th Mar 2020 14:50
I saw Andy on Monday and I got back with the scarf I had left behind on a Speak Easy night, had a good talk with my black and white winter warmer and he has forgiven me but said don't do it again!