Restrictions
It's been difficult for us all
Being restricted isn't cool
Especially for children
Who would rather be at school
You can do this
But you can't do that
You can't touch or cuddle
Or even pat
The dog looks grumpy
The cat forlorn
Dad's in the garden
Mowing the lawn
Mum's in the kitchen
Baking away
It seems since the pandemic
She's baked every day
The kids are getting bored
With all their indoor games
They have started to call
Each other rude names
Mum is horrified
Dad is amused
That was short-lived
The telly blew a fuse
"Why can't we have the telly on,
It's all gone black."
Mum went very pale and wan
And fell on her back
The baby started screaming
She needed her bottle
Dad took a long look round
To find something to throttle
Mum recovered
From her touch of vapours
Dad started to tidy up
The toys and the papers
The kids resumed their fighting
One accidentally thrust his knee
Smack, Bang, Wallop
Whacking the blank TV
Suddenly another noise
A very different sound
The children, both girls and boys
Got up off the ground
Dad smiled at Mum
She smiled back at Dad with glee
Miracle of Miracles
On came the TV
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