Saturday, 25 June 2016

Poetry for the Leave Vote

It appears voting out was a terrible sin
And we should have all voted in
Because voting leave means
You are just not nice
And the sort of person who will
Bite the heads of mice
Whereas voting stay means you
Are wise and knowing
And smile, and are good
With a Halo glowing
But I have to wonder
As turmoil reigns
And we try to sort the
Divisive pains
If we were meant to all sing
The same chromatic note
Why on earth did the Government
Allow us all to vote.

I mean surely the Boaty McBoatface vote should have warned the Government that letting the public vote is a risk and a half if you really only want one outcome.

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