This will make you smile

I received this poem today from one of my good family friends in England. She lives in a senior residential living complex where my Dad spent his last days (actually she became his "girl friend") and we were all very grateful to her for making the end of his days bright and happy.

I´m normally a social girl, I love to meet my mates
But lately with the virus here, we can´t go out the gates
You see, we are the oldies now, we need to stay inside
If they hav´nt seen us for a while they´ll think we´ve upped and died
They´ll never know the things we did before we got this old
There wasn´t any Facebook so not everything was told
We may seem sweet old ladies who would never be uncouth
But we grew up in the sixties – if you only knew the truth
There was sex and drugs and rock ´n roll, the pill and mini skirts
We smoked, we drank, we partied and were quite outrageous flirts
Then we settled down, got married and turned into someones mum
Somebody´ s wife then Nana, who on earth did we become?
We didn´t mind the change of pace because our lives were full
But to bury us before we´re dead is red rag to a bull
So here you have me stuck inside for 4 weeks maybe more
I finally found myself again then I had to close the door
It didn´t really bother me, I´d while away the hour
I´d bake for all the family but I´ve got no flaming flour
Now Netflix is just wonderful, I like a gutsy thriller
I´m swooning over Idris or some random sexy killer
At least I´ve got a stash of booze for when I´m being idle
There´s wine and whiskey even gin if I´m feeling suicidal
So let´s all drink to lockdown, to recovery and health
And hope this awful virus doesn´t decimate our wealth
We´ll all get through the crisis and be back to join our mates
Just hoping I´m not far too wide
To fit through the flaming gate!!!!!!