Best Brexit Poems

The Bloody Brexit
 
 It should have been so simple
There was a referendum
People voted leave
And Britain should have withdrawn
In an orderly fashion; but no.
The remainders wouldn’t here
Of it and the spectacle become undignified.
One would think the UK didn’t exist
Before the EU it did.
Boris Johnson is...

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The lash of European Union won’t tell us,
 how many thousands migrants
 we must take to our home
 or where to build
 for them temples and the mosques.
 We want to break free from E. U. lies.
 
We are the people of democracy.
 The red...

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They called it Brexit                                         ...

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Hex it or Brexit,
Now it’s late to fix it
My God what have I done?
I slipped my polling card by mistake
And voted Brexit,
And here I am now at the crossroads
I messed it
Is it possible to reverse and right the wrong
And fix it?
Or it’s late for me...

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Brexit Sonnet No.7
‘Words Escape Me’
 

Have you seen them, can we track them down?
Words escape me, on the run, or lost.
We had them once, now they can’t be found,
This Brexit friction hides a fearsome cost.
Pluralism can’t be seen or traced,
I’ve looked real hard but not...

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To Brexit or not to Brexit
by Bob Moore

One thousand years, it’s almost been
since William came to this island green
defeated Harold on Hastings Hill
to the English it was a bitter pill

He was the last the world would see
to invade this land successfully
and started Britain on its...

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Brexit Sonnet No.5
‘To Clothe The Wreck’
 

A game of chance, the climb to rule this land,
As much a slip of others as trip of yours.
Oft’ ruled by chance events, not thoughts well planned,
Same for freshers new, as time-served bores.
And now we see the cards in...

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There once was a swine loving Tory, 
who sought out election glory.
 but he was called on his bluff 
 and quit in a huff
and thus ends that Tory's story....

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You and I are not the same although,
We breath one air. Yet I still know,
That we could make it work. We,
Fed our frightening spree.
Rather with you then,
Alone again.
As hate nighs,
Big Ben,
Dies....

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Sovrinty’s a grand ole gent,
But sovrinty don’t pay the rent.
I got six kids’ moufs to feed.
Sqeezin’ stones don’t make ‘em bleed.
Theresa gal sure went and blew it,
But oo blimmin’ else is there to ’ do it?
Oo else is there to clear the fog?
Wot’s your take,...

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Brexit Is Icumenn In, May's gone cuckoo!

No shame is poverty, if the heart by gay !
As Chaucer's Wife of Bath was wont to say;
Is this the tale that's told by May?
For Theresa's plan is surely on the way
To draining much of Britain's wealth away -
And no...

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So Britain's made its exit
From the Union it was part of.
No one can predict what this
Will really be the start of.

Hits to the economy?
A government in flux?
Changes in the worth of pounds,
Of Euros and of bucks?

Political upheavals
As the EU muddles on?
Equilibrium upset
With Britain really up...

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(November 2016)

Twas Hillig, but the Limey Gove
Did whine and witter in the Brext.
All Szyddly was the Orban cove
And Grabberwock out-Mexed.

“Beware the Grabberwock, my dear,
The salesman’s talk, the dubious thatch.
Beware his leakiwick, and fear
His groomious undersnatch.”

She took her righteous sword in hand.
Her people cried “Deplore, deplore!”
So...

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Twas Hillig, but the Limey Gove
Did whine and witter in the Brext.
All Szyddly was the Orban cove
And Grabberwock out-Mexed.

“Beware the Grabberwock, my dear,
The salesman’s talk, the dubious thatch.
Beware his leakiwick, and fear
His groomious undersnatch.”

She took her righteous sword in hand.
Her people cried “Deplore, deplore!”
So rested...

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"I love you more than breakfast"
(I said on our first date)
You thought that I said "Brexit",
and punched me in the face!

?It wasn't like you had a view.
You didn't really care.
But every time you heard the word,
it made your nostrils flare.

?The first time we heard Davis...

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