It’s just a thought that crossed my mind
What are we doing for mankind?
We’re blogging here on Friday night
When humanity is in such plight.
Could there be new paths to seek
If we, as folk were not so weak?
Charity begins at home
Could you not compose a pome?
Or go out clubbing dressed to kill
All tarted up and out to thrill
Get off your arse and head for town
Maybe just the Rose and Crown?
No work tomorrow have a rest
Tomorrow laze, or do what’s best.
For you alone can tell
The world outside to go to hell!