Euro? … EU? …  Eee You?
Let us hear your point of view 
You know, don’t you? . Last of the few.
Brexit ? …  Brexin ?  …  Brexout ? 
Let’s shake dem votes about. 


We’ll do the 
‘Yes Sir – No Sir’
In, Sir… Out, Sir
I say – you say
We’ll pay – they’ll pay 
Good deal – Bad deal
Some deal – No deal

So then, why not? 
Let’s vote again
As we did that summer
Yes, let’s vote again
As we did that year
Just remember when
We were younger then
Make us think again
All might not be in vain
(Though if we abstain
Will that dull the pain?) 

People’s Vote or Final Say?
Junker or Teresa May?
Talk of Backstops and red lines
A hundred thousand million times
Border hard or border soft
Must keep the Euro flag aloft
(Mine’s the Union, Jack!) 

Yes, let’s vote again
‘Cos that’s Democracy –
And we do like to vote
For that’s Bureaucracy
Then maybe let’s do it yet again
Long live Hypocrisy
So that Government
of the people,
by the people,
for the people,
Will be given birth
And shall not perish from the Earth.

Yes, that’s what it’s all about!


‘Do You Know These People?’ – Five CLERIHEWS



Johann Sebastian Bach
Played his spinet in the park …
Till the ‘St Matthew Passion’ 
Went out of fashion.

Teresa May
Will still have her say,
When Brexit is over
She’ll barricade Dover.

That man, Donald Trump,
makes journalists jump,
But his late night tweet
Is their bread and meat.

Andrew Lloyd Webber
Was so very clever;
When he composed ‘Phantom’
He made ugly men handsome.

Kim Jong Un
Is full of fun,
But his braggadocio
Will end in atrocious woe.

[ . . .  WELL – you try to find a feminine rhyme for ‘braggadocio’  …   No, I won’t allow Pinocchio … or Tokyo ]


NOTE:   A CLERIHEW is a whimsical, four-line biographical poem invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley.  The first line is normally the name of the poem’s subject, usually a famous person put in an absurd light, or revealing something unknown or spurious about them. The rhyme scheme is AABB, and the rhymes are often forced.  (Wikipedia)


Ten Political CLERIHEWS


A Clerihew is a comic verse consisting of two couplets and a specific rhyming scheme, aabb, invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley (1875-1956) at the age of 16. The poem is about/deals with a person/character within the first rhyme. In most cases, the first line names a person, and the second line ends with something that rhymes with the name of the person. (From: ‘Shadow Poetry’)

Original by Edmund Clerihew Bentley:

Sir Christopher Wren
Said, “I am going to dine with some men.
If anyone calls
Say I am designing St. Paul’s.”

Ten Political CLERIHEWS


Mr Speaker, John Bercow,
Is a Tory, although,
Who’d ever have guessed it?
He didn’t vote Brexit!


Jeremy Corbyn,
Like poor Anne Boleyn,
Will soon get the chop
Just for being a flop.


Dear Teresa May
Is having her say.
She says ‘Brexit means Brexit’
As we head for the exit.


Dave Cameron, ex P.M.
Will never forgive them.
He’s now feeling grim
‘Cos the voters misled him.


Ex-deputy Nick Clegg
Has started to beg,
“I don’t like the sack,
Please give my job back”


Ex-PM, Tony Blair,
He gave us a scare
When he said he’d bring sherry,
We thought he meant Cherie


Scots lassie, Nicola Sturgeon,
Might soon need a surgeon.
She won’t feel OK
When her voters say ‘UK’.


In the States Donald Trump
He has won at the stump
We’d prefer Abra’am Lincoln
Or even Hillary Clinton.


And Angela Merkel
Plans a reversal
Fearing voters won’t back her
And might well just sack her


Our lovely Queen, Elizabeth the Second,
Was perhaps our worst royal cook, I reckoned.
Until I remembered Alfred the Great
And those cakes that he once did cremate.