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  • Writer's pictureIvor M Bundell

Art in Time of Lockdown (2)

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(C) Jilly Funnel




(C) John Morgan


Corona-Vi

If I die

Tell me why

It had to be

Corona-Vi.

Why not something

With street cred

To lay me low and leave me dead?

Why not living

Fast & free

Leave the road uncarefully?

Why not jumping

From a plane

My parachute shot down in flames?

Why not sinking

In the sea

On the Ark Royal or Victory?

None of these

That took my life -

Corona-Vi has plunged the knife!


(C) IMB

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