Quarantine

“Let’s lose the “weight weight” first, then we will  focus on the actual  weight”
Christmas weight, holiday weight, lockdown weight you just hate 
Gyms are closed but that’s ok joe Wicks is good to go 
Can’t find the remote, oh look at that rain, I think it’s going to snow 

Pjs are my best friend, not like those jeans who won’t let me manoeuvre 
Not dressed for work, comfy and cas, jeans suck me up like a Hoover 
It’s snack o clock, here’s boris again, o shit I forgot the wine
That’s ok I’ll wal...k..... Drive up,  I’ll be back just in time 
Back on the couch, wine in hand, I catch a glimpse in the screen
Is that me looking back, o for god bloody sake, start googling running machines 

Quarantine comforts, it’s time to go,  lets get back on track 
I’ll just wait until Monday when this wine has gone and when I’ve eaten all the snacks