Dominic went up to Durham and back
I don’t understand why you’re making a fuss.
And why the poor fellow is under attack:
Though it’s one rule for you, it’s another for us.
Rachel’s been down on the family farm.
Though she has spent some time up in Notting Hill, too.
I really don’t see why this causes alarm
When it’s one rule for us and another for you.
We’re all in this together. All in the same boat.
For this virus makes no such distinctions of rank.
But there’s two types of people: our sort always floats
But we’ll clap every week while you plebs walk the plank.
It has always been thus, so I really don’t see
Why you’re angry with Dominic, Rachel and me.
Tom Juniper Poetry 