Every morning I wanna show a leg
But it's quarantine, I have to hit the sack
Every noon I wanna taste another glass from a keg
But it's quarantine, I have to cover the crack
Every evening I wanna shake a leg
But it's quarantine, we're on the wrong track
Every night I wanna learn tap dance with Craig
But it's quarantine, on it I have to go back
Every midnight I wanna take my beloved down a peg
But it's quarantine, the whip adversely crack
What a nonsense life! It totally pegged out
I do need pep talk, day in day out
What is worse, we burnt all of our boats
Now either beat it or turn your coats
Alas for us! We became wretched
Save the mark, life seems far fetched
Life is but a span
Grind the subject
If you're really a man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really an insightful bit of poetry in verse with rhythmic splendour. A beautiful work of art...