I'm
normally a social girl
I
love to meet my mates
But
lately with the virus here
We
can't go out the gates.
You
see, we are the 'oldies' now
We
need to stay inside
If
they haven't seen us for a while
They'll
think we've upped and died.
They'll
never know the things we did
Before
we got this old
There
wasn't any Facebook
So
not everything was told.
We
may seem sweet old ladies
Who
would never be uncouth
But
we grew up in the 60s -
If
you only knew the truth!
There
was sex and drugs and rock 'n roll
The
pill and miniskirts
We
smoked, we drank, we partied
And
were quite outrageous flirts.
Then
we settled down, got married
And
turned into someone's mum,
Somebody's
wife, then nana,
Who
on earth did we become?
We
didn't mind the change of pace
Because
our lives were full
But
to bury us before we're dead
Is
like a red rag to a bull!
So
here you find me stuck inside
For 4
weeks, maybe more
I
finally found myself again
Then
I had to close the door!
It
didn't really bother me
I'd
while away the hour
I'd
bake for all the family
But
I've got no bloody flour!
Now
Netflix is just wonderful
I
like a gutsy thriller
I'm
swooning over Idris
Or
some random sexy killer.
At
least I've got a stash of booze
For
when I'm being idle
There's
wine and whiskey, even gin
If
I'm feeling suicidal!
So
let's all drink to lockdown
To
recovery and health
And
hope this bloody virus
Doesn't
decimate our wealth.
We'll
all get through the crisis
And
be back to join our mates
Just
hoping I'm not far too wide
To
fit through the flaming gates!
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I didn't write this but thank one of my Red Hat sisters for sharing!
