Brexit Poetry – Out to Lunch

Brexit Poetry – Out to Lunch

And now for a bit of Brexit poetry seeing as there’s no end in sight and the world looks on as British politicians try to sort out the Brexit mess.

Out to Lunch

Bunch of grand chaps pledged to
eturn Britannia to whilom glory and
ndow her people with bling and swagger. They sought to
tract her from the traitorous union, but
n-House rhubarb thwarted their grand plan.
oo bad she now looks like she’s out to lunch.

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