Brexit Blues

Brexit, Brexit from May to December
Brexit scheming is all I remember
Productivity rising, trade flat-lining
A time for cheering a time for crying.

Brexit, Brexit from Monday to Sunday
Brexit plotting for a pumped-up payday
Opportunities opening, trade door slamming
The predictions are rosy, the forecasts are damning.

Brexit, Brexit from dawn to dusk
Brexit negotiations with Barnier and Tusk
Sovereignty enhanced, splendid isolation
Defy the experts for a brand new sensation.

Brexit, Brexit cramming my dreams
Brexit machinations in a thousand themes
A trade deal is imminent, blue sky thinking
The nation is rising, Britannia is sinking.

Brexit, Brexit infecting my subconscious
A Freudian nightmare featuring Pilate Pontius
The arguments are complex, the situation contradictory
The speeches stultifying, the oration valedictory.

A red Brexit for JC, a blue one for the Tories
A green Brexit for Gove if you can believe all his stories
There’s a Brexit for the rich and one for the poor
Take your choice now, it’s a multi-coloured door.

Brexit Brexit, democracy is coming
Brexit at last, I can hear the birds humming
The European nightmare is finally over
I’m singing my heart out on the white cliffs of Dover.

Brexit, Brexit bolt up my door
Brexit tantrums, I can’t take any more
I want to return to the status quo
But they keep telling me that Brexit is the Greatest show

A magnificent opera of splendid proportions
A Brexit production marred by some minor distortions
My mind is made up, I have absolutely no doubt
Is this Britain’s greatest victory or a self-inflicted rout?

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