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

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