Club 10

January 11, 2022 by davidjhopcroft 2 Comments

Club 10

Life was kind of hard for so many in Lock Down Land

Where ordinary folk just could not understand

Why some wore masks and others did not

Why nobody really cared if they coughed a lot

They couldn’t go out they were forced to stay in

Social gatherings were being cast as a sin

Those in care were to suffer incarceration

Isolated they waited for death and cremation

The privileged soon became bored

They needed a place where rules were ignored

With no social distance where liquor was poured

Coming to their rescue catering to their need

Was a place where the wealthy could display greed

For within earshot of the famous Big Ben

There was a very special place known as Club 10

Where rules were for fools at Club 10 you could choose

How many you met and you could even bring your own booze

A place of some notoriety

Where one could indulge in a wee dram or two

Whilst forgetting about sobriety

If you knew the right folk then you could come too

Club 10 was a place to escape the world outside

Where folks gasped on ventilators and then died

Whilst behind the bar at the iniquitous den

The privileged were happy to be members of Club 10

They sat in the garden and drank with delight

At Club 10 they were able to party all night

Safe in the knowledge they were out of sight

Outside might be grim but their party was bright

Club 10 had a landlord who loved a barbecue fire

Enticing his members with a pub quiz now and then

Some had a suspicion he might be a bit of a liar

When he claimed non-existence of the den at Club 10

Some members broke ranks and started to talk

They even had pictures to show it existed

The landlord was firm he would not walk

No matter how long the rumours persisted

I don’t know why and I don’t know if and when

We’ll ever know the truth of all the gatherings at Club 10

Copyright: David Hopcroft January 2022