A Poem a Day (332): Christmas is off in Tier 4

 

Christmas is off in Tier 4

 

Christmas is off,

the headlines scoff –

if you’re living in Tier 4

you’re well & truly ducked.

 

Family visits are a no-go

to protect the old,

the infirm and the sick

amid this pandemic.

 

There will be no elves

this Christmas time

and Santa won’t be chilling

down your chimney.

 

He’s at home isolating

cos he’s hit that age

and no-one can travel

into the dreaded Tier 4.

 

Rudolph is on the travelator

trying to stay fit and trim,

missing the dreaming faces

of all the kids sleeping.

 

But Mrs Claus has the answer!

“You’re magic,” she tells Santa,

“so no virus can affect you.

You’re basically bionic.”

 

So Santa is revving up the sleigh

while Rudolph polishes his nose.

Look up at the sky on Christmas Eve

cos they’re sneaking into Tier 4. 

Ho, ho, ho! 

 

Copyright Vickie Johnstone, December 21, 2020