My Virus Till; I’m Fed Up . . .


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With this, says my next customer

in the long social distanced queue

down the pet food aisle

as I ask “Would you like to unload

Your shopping, love?”

Take each day as it comes, love.

Keep calm and carry on. I counsel.

Aye, she replies. Slowly-placing-each-

Item-in-her=bag. She apologises

to the next customer


Sorry, love.

Haven’t got a rush in me these days.








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