Don’t ratify the deal – a poem.

Don’t Ratify the Deal


Promises and lies. Exaggerations and fears.

All guaranteed to end in tears.

Led down the garden path.

They must be having a laugh.


Democracy is all about voting.

With Brexiteers out there gloating.

They don’t care if it makes us poor.

Ideology and tribalism at their core.


Now we know what it’s all about

We need another vote without a doubt.

But though they yell about democracy.

That doesn’t seem to count for you and me.


‘We’ve had the vote!’ they shout.

‘We’re bloody going out!!’

‘But they lied. We hadn’t a clue.’

‘Shut the fuck up you Remoaner crew!’


Opher 18.11.2018


All rational thought has gone out of the window. It’s all emotion and tribal.

The country is divided.

Ad hominem rules.

Nastiness is unleashed.

Name-calling and tribalism clouds discussion.

Nobody is looking at whether this is good for the country.

We need a full discussion and a vote to ratify the deal – or not!

Brexit makes no sense. We’re much better off with what we’ve got!

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