I wrote this at the start of the first Covid Lockdown.
The horsemen of the apocalypse
Rode to my front door
With disease in the lead
Had they not heard
What the government said
No unnecessary travelling
Or to visit the dead
No socialising, fraternising
Or gossiping through the door
So I told them what for
They looked at each other
Their faces a study
I waved my fist
As I was feeling quite pissed
And I said with feeling
Before I slammed the door
Fuck off you four
Before I call the law