Brexit Sonnet No. 136 – ‘A People’s Vote Doth Come’
 

Look it comes, a People’s vote doth come,
It’s true, so praise this opposition move!
At last it’s here, Brexit’s on the run,
Absconder from our Nation – I approve!
Let not my hopes build yet too wide or high,
For again, this tide could turn upon the rocks,
And crash with calculated fib and lie,
As our hapless leader, all logic blocks.
So join up all you diverse odds and ends,
Take strength from this, this slow-burn firework lit.
We’re not there yet, but People’s Vote has friends
And Brexit bad deal no deal, please omit. 
Just please ensure, I now insistent ask,
A remaining choice, my People’s vote to cast.

© Keith Murphy