The title of this rondell is an obvious steal from Daniel Defoe's book of similar name "A Journal of the Plague Year", and the picture comes from one of the versions of the book's cover.
Journal of a Plague Year
Life under lockdown, days and days
Fleeting moments, passing weeks
Change is minor, smallest tweaks
And still the coronavirus stays
Now fever, cough, it comes, it stays
Some live, some die, onward seeks
Life under lockdown, days and days
Fleeting moments, passing weeks
Spreading out, the virus phase
As rising to the mountain peaks
Nightmare to the world it wreaks
Our natural world in strangest ways
Life under lockdown, days and days
Journal of a Plague Year
Life under lockdown, days and days
Fleeting moments, passing weeks
Change is minor, smallest tweaks
And still the coronavirus stays
Now fever, cough, it comes, it stays
Some live, some die, onward seeks
Life under lockdown, days and days
Fleeting moments, passing weeks
Spreading out, the virus phase
As rising to the mountain peaks
Nightmare to the world it wreaks
Our natural world in strangest ways
Life under lockdown, days and days
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