When I was young and went to school, long before the last full moon
The teacher never taught me about, the meaning of cocoon
If you asked me what it meant, I wouldn’t have a clue
I probably would have said, it’s a monkey up in the zoo
Now I know all about it, all day long it’s on my lips
Can’t go out a shopping, not even for a bag of chips
I know everyone is getting restless, when will it ever end
It’s hard on younger families, they must be driven round the bend
We can’t give up the fight now, the stakes are high you see
Would you rather be at home, or have your name in RIP
So let’s all stick together, so we all may live to see
The hustle and the bustle, of what a normal day would be
By Alec Byrne
(April 2020)
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