Wednesday, 1 April 2020

Tae a Virus

I don't know Willie Sinclair, but the man has a real gift for words if you ask me, as you can see from his poem 'Tae a Virus' which has been shared by The Caledonian Club in London.


Tae a Virus by Willie Sinclair 

Twa months ago, we didna ken,
yer name or ocht aboot ye
But lots of things have changed since then,
I really must salute ye

Yer spreading rate is quite intense,
yer feeding like a gannet
Disruption caused is so immense,
ye’ve shaken oor wee planet.

Corona used tae be a beer,
they garnished it wae limes
But noo it’s filled us a’ wi’ fear
These days, are scary times.

Nae shakin hawns, or peckin lips,
it’s whit they a’ advise
But scrub them weel, richt tae the tips,
that’s how we’ll a’ survive

Just stay inside the hoose ye bide
Nae sneakin oot for strolls
Just check the lavvy every hoor
And stock-take your loo rolls

Our holidays have been pit aff
Noo that’s the Jet2 patter
Pit oan yer thermals, have a laugh
And paddle ‘doon the waater‘

Canary Isles, no for a while
Nae need for suntan cream
And a’ because o’ this wee bug
We ken tae be..19

The boredom surely will set in,
But have a read, or doodle
Or plan yer menu for the month
Wi 95 pot noodles.

When these run oot, just look aboot
A change it would be nice
We’ve beans and pasta by the ton
and twenty stane o’ rice.

So dinny think yell wipe us oot
Aye true, a few have died
Bubonic, bird flu, and TB
They came, they left, they tried

Ye might be gallus noo ma freen
As ye jump fae cup tae cup
But when we get oor vaccine made
Yer number will be up.