The Brexit Thing Poem by Leah Ross
The Brexit Thing
Is like a darn game
Deal or no deal
who has the right suitcase
who will bend/win
will we won't we leave the UK
when will it end
talk is all they do
no one gets anywhere
it's a stalemate just a game
Tuesday, September 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: random thoughts
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I'm sick of hearing about the Brexit thing don't know about you
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