Brexit Sonnet No. 113 – ‘A Vote Gone Missing’

 

“Now where did I put that blasted, stupid, thing?
I had it as I stepped into the house.
Did I leave it with my key filled ring,
Or perhaps it’s gone with Phil, my faithful spouse?
Did I leave it on the hallway shelf,
Or in the car, secure in glove box locked?
Upstairs? - maybe I took it there myself,
My memory must be going - I’m truly shocked!
O think, O think, where did I visit last?
I must have been distracted by some act.
I’ve done the same in not so recent past,
I’ll have to tell a fib dressed up as fact.”
- Help Theresa find what she thinks is lost,
A vote gone missing, a Nation double crossed!

©Keith Murphy