The windows are empty,
The doors are closed.
How long they’ll stay like that,
Nobody knows.

Supermarkets stay open,
With a supply of food.
You still can’t buy flour,
So that’s no good.

They say the millers,
Have run out of bags.
We all want flour,
I’ll make some from rags!

The chickens I fear,
Have gone on strike.
But you can always go,
And purchase a bike!

Stay inside,
Everyday we’re told.
Do this now,
And you may live to grow old.

But people think,
It isn’t real.
And go outside,
Like it’s no big deal.

On Thursdays we stand,
And applause those working.
Don’t spend the rest of the week,
Outside lurking.

If we stop this disease,
Spreading from one to the other,
You’ll be with your family,
Your friends and your lover.

Try and get some exercise,
Even if it’s just a walk.
You can smile at people,
Even if you can’t stop and talk.

Don’t stay out,
Any longer than an hour.
Even if you’re looking,
For eggs an flour.

These times will pass,
Although it’s hard to believe.
Please follow the guidelines,
And don’t concede.