Table Sixty-One!
A whimsical reminiscent song lyrics ballet about missing drinking buddies, thier characters, and the dynamics that typically went on before the lockdown flu pandemic of 2020.
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(1st Verse)
Last night I dreamt I was back at Spoons
Drinking at table sixty one
I was sinking my first Abbots down
And Covid had all burned-out and gone!
The lockdown was all over
And nobody had a care
Everyone was laughing and joking
And all the usual suspects were there
(2nd Verse)
I was checking if any Angels were running
And seeing if any had won
And Stevie was making notes
At table sixty one!
And then Davey started giving out hand shakes
Laughing and having fun
And telling us how many miles he'd cycled
At table sixty one!
(3rd Verse)
Meanwhile Bob's got one eye on TV
And whenever Trump comes on!
He says "Just look at that daft bugger!"
At table sixty one
And Daz is sitting next to Guesty
At whom he starts poking fun
Saying "There's not many worse than you Alan!"
At table sixty one!
(4th Verse)
So Alan philosophises back
And glancing asks everyone!
"Should I kill him now or later?"
At table sixty one!
And always unseen there still
Are the ghosts of Jeff and John
Drinking in spirit, if not now in body
At table sixty one
(5th Verse)
And now Stevie's winding-up Courtney
Shouting "Get some bloody work done!"
To which she laughs and gives him the finger
At table sixty one!
But then I suddenly woke and realised
The Lockdown's still firmly on
And was sad that I was only dreaming
Of Spoons and sixty one!
© Tony Lawrie 2020
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