The Day After Yesterday

They’ve cancelled the train and the replacement bus
The ferries aren’t running, you can’t get to us
The army patrols are inspecting each street
And handing out rations so we can all eat 

And shoppers are buying canned foods in their droves
They’re bulk buying logs for their wood burning stoves
The streets have been gritted so folk turning blue
Can get safely home long before the curfew

There should have been warning, we should have been told
Survival might mean we’ll be eating the old
The news just said chilly, how were we to know
The south would wake up to a half inch of snow
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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