The Brand of Multiyork

Oh, the brand of MultiYork,
It had five fifty then;
The pound dropped low with the Brexit deal,
And they’re washed up in their fen.

Now when you are up, you are up,
And when you are down, you are down,
But with a cliff edge fall and trade screwed up,
You’ll simply sink and drown.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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O. Avatar
January 14, 2018 at 9:42 AM
The poem shows cool relations and contains some humor to set the mood of mistakes in action, so it is great!
Murphy Avatar
January 14, 2018 at 1:31 PM
Thanks Ibidun O Glad you like it.
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