Belgian grey won't go away
Like planes, we hover in the air
Our holding pattern all but clear...
Mass exodus to sunny climes?
We hesitate these doubtful times
Checking where we now can go
Is complicated and so slow!
Costs fluctuate, masks cause debate
It's the uncertainty we hate
No matter where we choose to be
The Virus tags along – for free!
Two's company but three's a crowd
Our uninvited guest, uncowed,
Hides in the air and longs to strike;
This summer just does not feel «right».
Pre-vaccine, there is no escape
Please wear your mask for goodness sake!
There's no such thing as «a clear run»
The Virus, in a sense, has won ...
(c) Poet in the woods 2020
fabulous again...
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