This Be The Worst
(With sincere apologies to Philip Larkin)

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They shut you up, say GB’s heaven.
They’re really mean too, and they’re mad.
They will advance with thirty seven
And lose the extra that we’ve had.

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But they’ll be shut up in their turn
By ties that we should never break,
It’s peace not war for which we yearn,
And no more jobs should Brexit take.

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May holds on to power but just,
She weakens like a coastal shelf.
Stay in, ignore the leaver’s lust,
And let us share in common wealth.

©Keith Murphy