A week ago today words came to what was to be song, with its rhythm and rhyme, but it fizzled out and cannot add more to it so thought just to post as is.
The Brexit Song: Words
Brexit, we want to exit,but we may or may not I am afraid.
Strong and stable, like a two legged table, a £100 billion forfeit may be made.
Remainers want the EU but we say that ‘we will see you’ for it’s freedom in the end we really want.
Freedom, we want our freedom,to trade with whom we like without restraint,
We think we are negotiating, instead we are procrastinating, will we ever actually leave?
The Remainers want to stay, and don’t mind to have to pay, and give the EU cart blanch to have their way.