Lockdown Blues

I got a feelin’ called the lockdown blues
Goes from my head to my blue suede shoes
Stops my fingers snapping
Stops my toes from tapping 
Stops my thighs from slapping 
Stops my voice from rapping
I got the stay at home alone misery
I never realised how boring I can be
I have no conversation 
I feel only frustration 
Have lost all sensation
Even bored by ************
I got the lockdown lockjaw blues
Made even worse by the bloody news
We’re in this together?
Like birds of a feather?
Never mind the weather?
This might last forever?
I got the blues, the lockdown blues 
But thank the lord for cake. And booze…

©️janejago 2020