Isolation Beer fear (the true story of a wife) ?
ISOLATION BEER FEAR ????
As Friday slowly drags its ass
We're Locked up on week three
Im eating for the sake of it.
The fridge keeps luring me.
My Liver wants its job back.
Its had some time to think.
The kids are testing every nerve
Driving me to drink.
Stuck indoors and distancing.
A list of jobs to do.
I'll have a beer and make a plan
But one beer turns to two.
Keeping busy making space
Every room to sort.
The pub seems just a memory
But missed more than i had thought.
Jobs all done nowt left to do
Nothing on the list.
We have a little family time
But drink and end up pissed.
Another feast of beer and snacks
Lazying on the sofa.
Another month of doing this
we'll look like Marge and Homer.
The cat comes in and smirks at me
The sarcastic fluffy git.
Im jelous of his social life
Im sure he's loving it.
A glass of wine then.
In the bath. A bit of peace for me.
Who the feck was i kidding
"Mum i need a wee"
But jokes aside its serious
It has to all be done.
Having all this family time
It is nice and its been fun.
Tomorrows still a lockdown
We cant all live in fear.
So what else is there left to do?
Just go and get a beer.
stay safe
karen megson
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13 April 2020