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I'll dibble dab and squiggle on my pad,
I'm just a lad, and if it's good it's bad
and bad is good, words are misunderstood,
not could, would and should or does and mood.

Food for a dozen with frozen pudding for they are rude,
with a lethal laxative active in a taxi and actually spilling from 
butts in pants that are underpants or outerpants
either side of the Atlantic due to hectic evolution
of language. 
Some revolution over rejected tea and taxes
and out came the axes they axed free then we all battled the axis.

The Canadans from Canadia showed loyalty to the Royals,
except the French hens laying eggs that were spoiled, 
but cooked in foil and eaten with bread rolls, or so I'm told, 
by a man and boy in a Rolls Royce in the wild.

If this island was a boat we'd float across the Atlantic and coast
away from countries that all claim they hate us the most.
There's only one Mexico, we've Lidl and Tesco,
no connection on show, but oh well you know that
Mexico couldn't start a world war for sure,
I've heard about the Alamo, 
not exactly Waterloo
or bomber planes raining down on you.

I'm not a fan of the EU,
I think it's like FIFA with corrupt men and thieves wearing football shoes.
Hitler and Himmler in operation and unpopular, 
with no Robin Hood to be robbing the rich with their
fixed round robin football matches on and off the pitch,
they thought they were high and dry,
but caught by those watchin' from the birds eye.

The EU's an empire by the words definition
so we leave, 
we've been in one 1
believe me too 2
it's not hassle free 3
trouble you're in for 4
divide will thrive 5
and stay a fix 6
it's no heaven 7
all will hate 8
it won't be fine 9
for women and men 10.

Hitler had a missing testicle 
one, two, three, four, only one ball fell in free fall 
you too giggle 'cus it tickles the testicle of the evil. 
Four men with five balls starting six years of conflict, 
so even hate we find for them, 7 8 we 9 for 10.

History repeats limits to what's written, 
Zu French and Zee Germans begin again from Belgium.
How dumb, mainland Europe you can't trust them, 
the Taliban crossing the Mediterranean, 
breeding with Italians and Albanians, 
Italibans and Talbanians, terrible puns,
while their neighbours be eatin' out the dust bin, 
Germ man fine dine with wine, 
then Belchium out Brussel sprouts in sPain, 
the E.U's destined for the drain said Wayne.

From Napoleon to ISIS side switching like I ties.
The European Union will end up in crisis so Brexit bye byes.
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