FAT Ones, thin Ones
Angelic and deep in sin Ones,
Fit and healthy, morbidly rotund,
Recovered, vulnerable,
Runners, riders
The sadly moribund.
Old Ones, young Ones
Happy to work from home Ones
The self-employed, the zero-hours Ones
Never work again Ones
Teenagers, exam-sitters
Uni over broadband
Stuck at home, missing friends
Too much family, hard to stand
Lonely Ones, depressed Ones
Can’t bother to get dressed Ones
Tiny flat, no garden Ones
Five bedrooms in the country Ones
Elderly and frail Ones
Pitter patter tiny feet Ones
The sinecured, retired Ones,
End of furlough gets you fired Ones
Football fans and couch potatoes
One foot in the grave and the gravy trainers
Comorbid, vitamin D deficient
We need a fix that’s least efficient
Ivermectin?
Hydroxy-Q?
Not much money
They won’t do
To the pharmas we’re in thrall
Expensive cure’s been set in motion
We’ll make One size to fit them all.
Two jabs, half-tested, genetic potion.
