The more the patient claimed he was quite sane
The more they tied him up in lock and chain
But when he said he was quite mad again
They sent him home with licence to remain
The more the English rage ,then Brexit wins
For it was made to lead us all to sin
No more to be as tolerant as kin
Stay at home or you’ll be in the bin
Britain has now altered past belief
Whatever Brexit does, we’re past relief
Hatred,racism , poverty and grief
Who supports be the victims of the Beast?
Satan dances lightly on hot coals
Since he’s mindful, he attains his goals
How my heart sings 