Greasy Grey explains,
To Blame the Brexiteers,
For the Brexit mess.
The cold bright and cold,
Potentially a great day.
Let’s see what it brings!
As complex as simple is.
Greasy Grey explains,
To Blame the Brexiteers,
For the Brexit mess.
The cold bright and cold,
Potentially a great day.
Let’s see what it brings!
I am so tired
I think I’ve caught the lurgy
Maybe on the train.
I fell fast asleep,
No music just passing scenes,
Just more of the same.
Bolloxit mayhem,
Poor-Bin wades in with rubbish.
His Marxist clap-trap.
I don’t believe it!
PM May in disarray,
Holds anyones hand!

It’s unravelling,
Government has lost the plot,
PM is in charge!!
So Jacob Piss-Bog,
Earnt 1 hundred million,
In 5 years, No Tax!
April snow showers,
Made the Londoners look out,
A break from their work.
Think new, Bolloxit!
Poor Stakeholder Management!
Why leave Ireland out?
New Referendum?
Include North and South Ireland,
They are Stakeholders!

They are missing it,
This is a great omission,
Will they correct it????
Yes it’s Bolloxit,
Brexit mess, Government’s blamed,
May’s reeling about.

The sun set lovely,
I saw it through the window,
As the train whizz by.
At the pigeon post,
A term we’ve lost what it means,
This one stands ready.

You can’t see me now,
Chuckles the private pigeon.
Another mission.