No more lengthy seafront strolls,
Even where few others go,
And seductress sun beckons me
To bask in her luscious glow.
No more shopping in small stores,
Where shoulders rub far too close,
And breath commingles with breath,
Portents of potential fatal dose.
No more near social interaction,
We must scale back in good faith;
Our aims must all now be the same,
Staying home and keeping safe.
Tony Quarrington 
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