How Covid-19 stole the cricket season

The folk down in Taunton

ILoved cricket a lot

But Covid-19

Now it simply did NOT

.

Nor could it stand it when people had fun

Watching the game as they sat in the sun

.

It did not like cricket, it’s sixes and fours

It did not like cricket, it’s nail biting draws

It did not like cricket, ball pitted ‘gainst bat

It did not like Stumpy, nor Brian the cat

.

Though starting the season twelve points in arrears

It wasn’t a reason for tantrums or tears

‘Cos nobody doubted, ‘twas no cause for worry

We’d soon climb the table, past Essex and Surrey

.

Then Covid-19 it arrived in the land

Cancelling all of the games that were planned

Though one silver lining, by some it was said

Came when ‘The Hundred’ was knocked on its head

.

That Coronavirus – it’s got such a nerve-er

We’ll none of us now get to see van der Merwe

No Overton J and no Overton C

No Abel, no Davey, and no Louie G

.

The game can’t be played in the way that is peachy

Crowding the bat when the ball is with Leachy

Cos fielding is hard with corona’s insistence

That players must all still maintain social distance

.

The floodlights this year then won’t light up the skies

And hearts won’t be lifted by Hildy’s off drives

Tom Banton won’t race to a fifty from twelve

And dreams of the title we’ll just have to shelve

.

Though sadly for some, they must sit all alone

Let’s fondly recall still. balls lost in the Tone

And while, for our safety, we must hide away

We’ll comfort ourselves with the odd cider day

.

And when this is over and Covid is gone

When everything’s right and there’s nothing that’s wrong

We’ll all meet again on some fine sunny day

At the place we all love, for a full day of play

.

So Covid restrictions were lifted at last


Allowing the games of Vitality Blast


And though we weren’t there to cheer on our team


Even at work we all watched the live stream

.

Goldsworthy, Babar and Davies and Smeed

All did their best in the team’s hour of need

But T20 glory was just not to be


Despite all the efforts of Lammonby T

.

But how we would love now if only we could


To be there in person at St James’ Wood


To witness Tom Abell, the years final job


Lifting the Trophy of a Willis named Bob

.

Though Covid-19 remains with us still


Cricket goes on as it always will


And it will not stop what we all long to see


Somerset winning the BWT


Other half hearted attempts at comic poems

To read ‘How the Grinch stole General Practices Christmas’ click here

And for ‘Twas the week before Christmas’, click here

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