(I heard the title suggested by a caller on Radio 5Live this morning and I thought, "There's a poem there!")

 

God Bless Ye Merrie Brexit Men whom nothing shall dismay

Your triumph of democracy was Referendum Day

Ye saved us all from Europe’s powers but stuffed Theresa May

While yon Corbyn just rubs his hands with joy

Unbridled joy

Yes, he rubs his hands with gladness and with joy.

 

Ye plans for immigration look unlikely now, I guess

And neither will ye see a skerrit for ye NHS

The issue of the border across Ireland too’s a mess

Oh, and let’s not forget the Brexit bill

“Nothing until

You have settled your outstanding Brexit bill”.

 

God Bless Ye Merrie Brexit Men ye thought ye needn’t pay

But never thought of consequences if we didn’t Stay

But simply said “Get over it.  You lost” was all ye’d say

Yea, ye won, Leavers, once the spin was spun

But what have ye done?

Ye have won but ye are clueless what ye’ve won.