The news races around Melbourne Town
That we’re again returning to lockdown
So, without a backwards look
I rush out to buy a book
Then wrestle hipsters without fear
For the last case of craft beer
8 pm, I’m still at large!
So book in for a Thai massage
At 9 pm I head to the pub
For liquid solace and greasy grub
11 pm, I stagger home in a muddle
The cat and I, we share a cuddle
And at midnight I fall asleep
Ready, resigned, my fate to meet.