Our book club’s kind of fun,

right back when it begun

we would seriously analyse the book

But then we got to chat

And really that was that

The chosen text never got another look

we confide to each other

about our skills as a mother

and the challenges of getting men to work                     

we talk of working pressure

the joy and pain of leisure

and the silence of our own teenage jerk

We discuss our mental health  

And our lack of personal wealth

And constant harassment from the boss

We talk of love and hate

And our latest online date

And the overwhelming stress of grief and loss

We laugh with each other

And we cry with each other

We give praise when one of us does well

We eat with each other

And we drink with each other

We share what we swore we’d never tell

 Our book club’s kind of fun

But the book’s not number one

We have lots of other topics to discuss

We have gossip to be done

And that is much more fun

we just love to be together with just us