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Lock Down Bank Holiday Let Down
The bank holiday, just like any other it would seem
People lined up for burgers, queued for ice cream
Traffic jams and chaos, they raced to beauty spots
Roads filled with cars and bikes, so few parking slots
They parked on pavements, blocking walkers' way
Locals wished the tourists had not visited that day
Was it too much to hope, common sense would prevail
I wish that th...
Tuesday 26th May 2020 9:23 am
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