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The Charge of the Brexit Brigade
With apologies to Lord Tennyson
I
Half a plan, half a plan,
Half a plan onward,
To Brexit, for naught
Rode the six hundred.
“Toward Brexit, or Death!
Cash for the posts!” Vlad said.
Into the Facebook page
Rode the six hundred.
II
“Toward Brexit, forsooth!”
What, thought Mrs. May
Can save this government?
Cameron had blundered.
Theirs was not to make reply,
Theirs was not to reason why,
Theirs was but to spew and lie.
To Brexit or Death
Rode the six hundred.
III
Farage to right of them,
Corbyn to left of them,
Putin in front of them
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with lies so well,
Three hundred million they promised and more,
Into the jaws of Brexit,
Into the months of hell
Rode the six hundred.
IV
Flashed all their souls bare,
Flashed as they turned in despair
Defying The Economist’s stare,
Charging an arm and leg
the consultants pondered and won.
Plunge into madness and folly
History and logic be damned;
Davis and Johnson
Reeled from all logic
Shattered and sundered.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.
V
Farage to right of them,
Corbyn to left of them,
Putin in front of them
Volleyed and thundered;
Stormed at with lies so well,
Money for health and schools
Jobs for the locals, welfare as well
Came promises swift and sure,
Brexit for the farmer and driver as well,
All that was left for them,
And three hundred.
VI
When can their story fade?
O the wild charges they made!
All the world wondered.
Appalled at the charges they made!
Horrors, the Brexit Brigade,
Foolish six hundred!Trust me?
I'm an economist!
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^ The Colonel still got swag. :D :DPoliticians are elected to serve...far too many don't see it that way - Albany Rifles! || Loyalty to country always. Loyalty to government, when it deserves it - Mark Twain! || I am a far left millennial!
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