Twas the beginning of the year, the decs had been put away
New diets had been started, to get beach ready for the holiday
Then Uncle Covid came to visit, and cast our plans awry
Schools and pubs were closed down and parents began to cry
At G and S we were poised, to go on stage and sing
But Boris put a stop to that and instead we did……nothing
The weeks and months crept past, and some they did despair
Of ever singing on a stage again and dancing without care
A year went by and still we were locked down in our homes
No audience to perform to except the garden Gnomes
But then a glorious hope appeared and lit up the whole scene
You will be able to act again, just go get your vaccine.
So off we went to the docs and got the little scratch
Then 8 weeks later back we went, to get the 2nd batch.
So now we sit and hope that all the scientists are right
And sometime in November we will have an opening night.