(Marvellous display of principled conscience by Diane Abbott to avoid shafting her leader or her constituents)

 

Woke up this morning feeling fine

Remembered the vote and felt weak in the spine

Lord, Lord, I’ve got that Bad Brexit Flu;

A man does his duty when Duty Calls

But hold up a minute – I’ve got no balls

Lord, Lord, I’ve got them Bad Brexit Blues.

 

Awkward time on the Brexit vote

Time to shove in the old sick note

Lord, Lord, I’ve got that Bad Brexit Flu;

Abbott and Costello were a comedy team

Since the three-line whip, no longer it seems

Lord, Lord, I’ve got them Bad Brexit Blues.

 

Brexit Flu makes me cough and hack

Aggravating the old glass back

Lord, Lord, I’ve got that Bad Brexit Flu;

Getting lots of cards saying “Get Well Soon”

But Brexit Flu just lasts an afternoon

Lord, Lord, I’ve got them Bad Brexit Blues.