Good on you Brexit,
A timely reminder
To get the supplies in.
We'd better get stockpiling,
All those essential things
We really need, as our sceptic Isle
Prepares to leave the EU
(But when, who can tell?)
For our own special place in hell.
Good on you Brexit.
Time to check the cupboards and raid the shops
For when the Brexit ship sails,
Nothing will stop the rot.
So pile high your shelves
With McVities Digestives
Marmite and Custard Creams,
Boxes of Quality Street for the festive season
And build a wall of tinned baked beans.
Good on you Brexit
We almost forgot
To order the Blue passports and
Extra pairs of thick woollen socks
Don't forget the matches
And batten down your hatches,
While this Brexit storm will blow us to rags,
The government has ordered plentiful supplies
Of ibuprofen, Viagra and body bags.
