15/10/2020
landlady - Andi Harris
Of The Feathers❤️❤️❤️
I wonder when this madness ends,
We’ll ever be the same again?
The pints will always taste the same,
But the bitter pill has spoilt the game.
The Landlords blood has been infected,
With Covids nasty taste injected...
A rollercoaster ride ensues,
Where we can never pay our dues!
The life we knew may never return,
The only road is crash and burn 🔥
I want to be the one that wins,
But am being punished for invisible sins,
My neck is resting on the block,
My executioner the ticking clock... ⏰
Tick tock tick tock.. The Feathers Pub is for the chop 🪓
Tier 1, Tier 2, Tier 3?? We wait...
Like lambs to the slaughter to hear our fate 😬
We’re open, we’re shut unless we sell chips,
Like drunken rats abandoning ships 🛳
Indebted to banks and landlords too,
I owe you money.. please join the queue...
It’s not our fault but we are to blame,
COVID-19 has become our shame🦠
Boris please hear our plight?
Corona really is not OUR blight.
It’s so unfair if we lose our pubs,
Through lack of funding, support and subs 💰
Help us in our hour of need...
The publicans plight you MUST heed.
Please listen to us and make debate,
Or for millions it will be too late...
SAVE OUR PUBS
SAVE OUR PINTS
SAVE THE SOUL OF BRITAIN!!!
An ode from a Landlady ❤️
