2020 can do one.

Today I feel jaded

My eyes are tired, my sparkle faded

As so much bad news is being constantly paraded

On our TV screens for days and days and it

Wears you down and it starts to grate

We hope for better times but know it’s gonna be a long wait

As the nights are dark and the shadow of illness lurks

And there’s nothing more to life than home and fucking work

And it’s started to do my head in cos all I see is doom and gloom

And it’ll be months before the flowers all start to rebloom

And I need to see the sunshine and I need to see it soon.

I am jealous of the tortoise who will sleep winter away

Instead of plodding through day after monotonous, dull day

Because we don’t know when we’re gonna be allowed back out to play

And meet our friends in numbers that total more than six

Because seeing 10 or 12 will end up making people sick.

But I won’t be taking no rushed vaccine, I’m not that fucking thick

And it seems that everybody just wants to be a dick

to anybody with an opinion that differs from their own

because to make us all compliant, the seeds of panic were sewn

and how to protect ALL people at this time is still unknown

so certainty and happiness have left the nest and flown

away. Now I muddle through this dark and dull November

Which will lead into a depressingly shit and low December

Unless something amazing happens and we find some Christmas cheer

Then we’ll give a two-fingered farewell to this truly dreadful year.