Consensus in Referendum Land
(With sincere apologies to William Blake)

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And did my cross, in private booth,
Bring me what England is denied:
And were there truly men of good,
On EUs referendum sides?
And did the count of votes unseen,
Bring forth upon us fiscal ill?
And was our Cameron blighted here,
Because of Leavers clarion call?

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Bring me my vote of in or out;
Bring me my paper of despair:
Bring me my fear, O woe untold!
Bring me a thread of Johnson’s hair!
I’ll have to cease from mental fight,
I’ll let my sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built consensus,
In England’s Referendum Land.

©Keith Murphy