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.