Is it Beer O'clock Yet?
Kate Tyte
Termites are chewing through the floors,
I never leave the house at all,
Is it beer o’clock yet?
Do yoga like a marionette,
And soldier through the daily chores,
Termites are chewing through the floors.
Thank goodness for the internet,
I’ll read anything I’m so bored,
Is it beer o’clock yet?
I’m really glad we have a pet,
As I gaze upon her little paws,
Termites are chewing through the floors.
I’m tired of baking banana bread,
I can’t stand looking at the same four walls,
Is it beer o’clock yet?
How high’s the death toll going to get?
It’s not as if we were at war!
Termites are chewing through the floors.
I keep asking what comes next,
I hope to god there’s no encore.
Termites are chewing through the floors,
Is it beer o’clock yet?
Kate Tyte
Kate Tyte was born in Bath, England. She worked as an archivist for over ten years, before moving to Lisbon where she works as an English teacher. Her non-fiction has appeared in various British history and genealogy magazines. Her essays have appeared in Slightly Foxed, and her fiction in STORGY, Riggwelter, Idle Ink, The Fiction Pool, and the anthologies Ghastly Gastronomy, and Strange Spring: Stories We Wrote in Self-Isolation. She is a book reviewer for STORGY and The Short Story.