The Bars And Pubs Reopen Poem by Phil Soar

The Bars and Pubs reopen now, the UK public cheer
Frantically they rush around, they need a welcome beer
Jump in cars and speed to places they have missed for weeks
Drink until they're falling down, and slur when they all speak

They risk their health, they risk their lives, drinking to excess
Try to find their way back home, they've forgotten their address
No matter that the virus lurks in every place they go
The call of alcohol is great that they really do not know

They stand around in drunken groups, and distancing has gone
Wherever there is beer or wine, then there'll be more than one
The distance between glass and lips is never far away
Let's hope that they're not driving home, and we get in their way

The Bars and Pubs reopen,
And the public all go mad
Let's hope that the alcohol is not
The last drinks they ever have