#SonnetsFromTheTortureDays 64: Boris, Don’t Do That! (After Joyce Grenfell)

Let’s all line up now, like good girls and boys.
No, Dylan, that’s not two metres apart,
Now is it dear? Please stop making that noise
You’re spraying nasty droplets, and, well, fart

Noises aren’t very nice. No thank you, Jade;
You really mustn’t get the metre stick
To show Dylan two metres. I’m afraid
He’ll have to try and guess. Will he get sick

And fluey if he doesn’t? I don’t know
Rukhsana. But we’ve got to try our best.
And be brave boys and girls, haven’t we? No,
Jamal, I haven’t had that special test.

Yes, Alex, it is frightening. That’s why
We’ve got to be so careful. Please don’t cry.

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