Brexit Sonnet  No. 122 - 'Tell us MP...'

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Vote to make us poorer; go right ahead. 
Lend your support to any hapless plan. 
Ignore us voters - to the party you be wed, 
And like the others, just kick their battered can. 
No deal you'll bring upon us, so well done!
Our food, our medicines, our jobs; all at risk. 
Tell us MP, as sense now ends its run, 
Will you be proud to say you did persist? 
Best open up your halls, let in the poor. 
Heat up your stables and homeless welcome in. 
For many more will fall to Brexit's claw, 
Their futures tipped in Brexit's bitter bin. 
On this cliff edge of broken Brexit dreams, 
Ignore not Reason, nor Logic's warning screams.

© Keith Murphy