Brexit Sonnet No. 106 – ‘Bones in Store’

I can’t quite believe my blinking eyes,
I awake, and scarce can take it blooming in,
In black and white, a paper I despise,
Has let loose a shot and said that May did sin!
No trampled wheat this sorry tale of woe.
No flipping flip from Remain to Leave is this.
It’s a tale of holding back and saying No,
When homeland sec, a probe she did dismiss.
“Too explosive” is the phrase that’s used.
So buried away with the other bones in store,
Went this probe; the Nation’s rights abused,
And as we saw, May’s interests to the fore.
To those who do oppose, I don’t suppose,
You could please discover what she damn well knows?

©Keith Murphy