How many miles to Durham town?
Two hundred plus two score and ten
Can Dom get there by candlelight?
Seems he thinks he can.
Will Boris look the other way?
Yes, they've got his back.
His heels are nimble
his toes are light
It won't get him the sack.
Rules are meant for other folk
Rules aren't meant for him
He can travel wherever he wants
You can't see your gran.
Spread the virus seems he can
Up and back again
How many miles to Durham Town?
Two hundred plus two score and ten.
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Rhymes for Our Times
PoetryNursery Rhymes rewritten for our Covid times. Mostly light hearted but often satirical or with a point to make. Some of these were originally posted in Third Verse but by 'popular demand' are getting a volume to themselves.
