Brexit Sonnet 46 - a Brexit Gift
Brexit Sonnet No. 46
‘A Brexit Gift’
What larks! A Brexit gift with double bow,
A tale of two shires with border slung between.
As cameras flash, a cashing stream doth flow
To feed and nourish London’s clear air dream.
Have I missed a move, a deliberate flit,
To lands with stranger names I do not know?
Wonder or Never look a perfect fit,
Where puff and bluff are seen to run the show.
At Camden’s line, keep thy steely gaze
‘Gainst escaping toffs with stupid schemes.
A channel bridge, some bodies to be raised;
And poetic gaffes galore with clumsy themes.
So watchtowers keep your silent, weary guard.
See him escaping, blow your whistle hard!
©Keith Murphy
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