Wordsworth in Lockdown: Brian Gunn shares a poem
Brian Gun nshares this amusing poem – author unknown!
Wordsworth in Lockdown:
I wandered lonely as a cloud,
Two metres from the madding crowd,
When all at once my name was called
To enter Waitrose hallowed hall.
This was the pensioner’s special hour
I’d gone to get a bag of flour,
But I forgot -when through the door –
What I had gone to Waitrose for.
The Waitrose staff are extra kind
I told them it had slipped my mind,
They ask what else I had forgot
They clearly thought I’d lost the plot.
I phoned my wife again to ask
She reminded me of this special task
“I need some flour to bake a cake
With all that cream you made me take!”
“Ah yes, I recall” I had to lie,
I dared not ask what flower to buy,
But then I saw them at the tills
A bunch of golden daffodils