Old Mother Hubbard. A poem by Andrew Green

Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
and found that she’d run out out of stores
but what with the virus
we don’t like folk round us
and aren’t keen on shopping and queues.
Old Mother Hubbard tried online shopping
to see if they’d come to her door
but she’d lost the habit
and they’d too much traffic
and needed her custom no more.
So old Mother Hubbard
with her empty cupboard
knew that she must join the queue.
They kept social distance
‘twas all a performance
but what can a poor woman do?
A man in a mask helped her with the task
and somehow got all of it bagged..
It would need her attention
and much disinfection
then loading of shelves till they sagged.
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
and saw that she’d everything there
She had tins for all seasons,
food beyond reason
and happily loo rolls to spare.



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