Brexit Sonnet No. 71 – ‘My Battered Can’

I have a battered can I gaily kick,
I kick it down this winding Brexit road.
It’s harmless fun, it makes the time go quick,
And contents drained, it surely can’t explode.
So aimless is this silly game I play,
I kick it hard or soft or high or low.
It matters not where this game doth stray,
No better course of action do I know.
I have some snags, I’ll candidly admit,
But no solutions ‘cept my battered can.
So I chuck it down, kick it on a bit,
Anti-social pointless useless plan!
Perhaps it’s wrong to play this game of mine,
But I’m in charge… till next election time.

©Keith Murphy