A Preoccupation
The United Kingdom – which direction?
Is there any detection
Of a slight hesitation
As all this political diction
Is becoming an addiction
HardBrexit, a continual affixation
A convulsive sensation
A preoccupation
A bloggers’ fixation
Journalists’ devoration
No time for devocation
Unable to form an illation
Or a resolute speculation
Submitting to trepidation
For our Nation
There is no sedation
To the daily news digestion
Just a torrent of unanswered questions
And a snap General Election
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