Belligerent Britain is eager to LEAVE
But the costs will be greater than most can conceive:
We'll need new munitions and rockets and tanks
And young cannon fodder to people the ranks.
Throwing mud, hateful whingeing
Hurts the Brits overseas
Do we want ethnic cleansing?
Xenophobe policies?
Must our live-abroad brethren
File home? (Make some room!)
Liquidating their casa
For the Olde English gloom?
The rich will grow Richer
And the poor will eat shit
Lady Swell will still party
While we proles must submit.
Blame our own megawealthy
Who will keep us in chains
As the dear House of Windsor
Will still swill their champagnes.
REMAIN?
by Genki
