Please Don’t Laugh
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Please don't laugh, this is no joke,
This mop haired Eton Boris bloke,
This choice of desperate Brexit folk,
This is no sugar, our pill to coat.
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Please don't laugh, this ain't funny,
The erosion of our hard earned money,
The uplands won't be remotely sunny,
The bee will sting but not give honey.
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Please don't laugh, the joke's on us,
We need a PM in whom we trust,
We need a union of love, not lust,
We need to trade, not go bust.
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Please don't laugh, our play's not done
The play's been cast, but not yet run,
The fat lady as yet, she hasn't sung,
The arguing continues, nobody's won.
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Please don't laugh, it could be you,
Who has to pay the divorce bill due,
Who has to join the jobless queue,
Who doesn't prosper with the few.
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Please don't laugh, time runs short,
This Nation now needs your kind support,
This lunatic plan should be caught,
This no deal Brexit should not be bought.
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Please don't laugh, it's serious time,
The lies on sale we must decline,
The suicide note we should not sign,
The cancer of Brexit is not benign.
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Please don't laugh, we're near the end,
Our path to hell we'll not descend,
Our future together we'll defend,
Our broken Island we must mend.
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© Keith Murphy