THE ‘FREE’ BREXITEERS! (weekly poem)

THE ‘FREE’ BREXITEERS!

(Apologies to Alexandre Dumas)

Mrs May's decision to replace the existing red British passport

by a patriotic True-Blue one has brought cheers from Brexiteers.

I stroll through EU Customs now,

In the new 'slow-track' queue;

There's long delays, but I am thrilled,

My passport is True-Blue!

Of course now when I sail across,

To Europe's nearest shore;

The hold-ups at each border-post,

Are something of a chore.

But all this doesn't faze me 'cos,

I meet these foes with glee;

My Union Jack underwear,

Declares my sovereignty!

I'm proud now to be British as,

My world was one long void;

Although I cannot speak for all,

The extra unemployed.

Quite soon I'll be invited to,

A 'do' at Number Ten;

It's never happened up to now,

It's just a case of... when!

I'm patriotic to the core,

It fills life with romance;

As do our sweatshops who now make,

My 'Empire' underpants!

© Richard Layton