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Sunday, 26 June 2016

Every little helps...

If for any reason you change your mind
about your vote a purchase we’ll happily
overturn the referendum refund or exchange it.
Brexit Tesco, every vote counts little helps!

Friday, 24 June 2016

Blah blah blah...

It’s bed and breakfast with the queen
The EU border at Gretna Green
A united Ireland and other dreams
The union flag’s beyond Jack’s means

Miscellaneous ingenuity
Who trusts who Miss Gullibility 
Your disingenuous two faced love
Remain or stay at the kitchen stove

Arranging leaves about her ears
She stems the blood with pinking shears
Misinformation what a chore
To blame someone she’s looking for

Remote control - drone on and moan
It’s funny how the numbers clone
Shouting louder than the lager lout
She makes her mark but still she doubts

Her children with blunt little scissors
They paste red tapes on her bathroom mirrors
Living in fear as the new dawn breaks
How can she make those Chorley Cakes

She thinks she’s independent thinking
Spouting myths she’s got no inkling
Nothings changed it’s much the same
She still needs someone else to blame

Saturday, 18 June 2016

Referendum dum dum ...

Referendum what a bore
The man in the street will still be poor
And the rich will be richer than before

The press will descend on Manchester
And what she declares the world will swallow
The public’s chance to change tomorrow
Leave or stay? Remain or exit?
United Europe? Or Sporting Brexit?
The lying deceitful corrupt elite
Boring yawning I’m snoring asleep

We’re not voting for a personality
It’s not a party political thing
Is this our one shot at democracy?
Eurocrats – idealistic or pragmatic?
Floating voter don’t miss the boat yeah
The London centric meritocracy
Whatever they say there’ll be bureaucracy 

Referendum what a bore
The man in the street will still be poor
And the rich will be richer than before

The impracticality of reality
If the truth were told no one would vote
Fortress Europe we’re outside of the moat
It’s all insane – a stupid joke
Nobody knows if we’ll sink or float
The party you stand for might be wrong
It’s your chance to perform - play your own tune

Write your own lyrics and sing your own song
Don’t vote for this geezer or for that clown
If you’re feeling snookered - Take off your blinkers
Make up your own mind - it’s your turn to think
It’s not the way that the biscuit breaks
Pot luck - Russian Roulette - no room for mistakes
Like the lady said: Is it Eccles Cakes!