Poem -

Metric

Metric

I followed the yellow
brick road,
it was marked
Two metres apart..
They called it..
Social distancing.
Although we went
Metric in 65,
I struggled to know,
how wide metres are
The writing was on
the floor..keep safe,
Don'tĀ  touch anybody
with 10 ft barge pole,
or you I' ll end up,
6 ft under.
for not following the
rules,
?!
Oh..I need a ten pound
hammer to hammer
that home..
smile behind that mask
you grinches!
have a pint of the amber
nectar to wash it down,
2 metres apart..?

What's that in feet and inches..?
Ā 

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Marion

Great stuff...sometimes I think somebody needs to tell them a basic truth or scientific fact.....air circulates...lol. Smoke and mirrors the while damn farce of it...enjoyed the read very much Pauline šŸ¤—

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pauline codd

Thanks Marion.. I actually havent gone 'metric' although I do record fluid in mls...it means nothing to meĀ  ..

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