Case numbers are soaring out of sight
So to counter the corona blight
They imposed a curfew at night
Now, while I suppose they’re right
This leaves me in a dreadful plight
Because there are many reasons I might
Need to venture forth tonight
What if there’s a meteorite?
Or I run out of vegemite?
Or want to fly a kite
While dancing naked in the moonlight?
What if I get a spider bite?
Or my house is alight
Or haunted by a malevolent sprite
Summoned by demonic rite?
So officer, there’s no need to recite
The law at me, that’s not polite
Come now, let’s not fight.