The government told us be wary,
‘Cause here comes a virus that’s scary,
To complete all our tasks,
We must wear gloves and masks,
And we can’t even visit Aunt Mary.
Boris says to stay in the hoose,
Not even the wains can be loose,
So stay in your gates,
Don’t play with your mates,
Can’t go to the shops to get juice.
My mum’s going crazy with Asda,
No deliveries, bog rolls, or pasta,
McDonalds is shut,
We’re stuck in a rut,
How do we get out of this faster?
On Thursdays we bash pots and pans,
Some of us might clap our hands,
To say thanks for our care,
We’re so grateful you’re there,
From us kids, our parents and Grans.
Now, we’re not able to roam,
Our school uniforms will soon be outgrown,
We paint rainbows bright,
To try bring some light,
But for now, there’s no place like home.