My Poetry. Brexit , We want the end.

Brexit this Brexit that
It's becoming a bloody joke
All you feel is numbness
And someone you want to choke.
In out its all a bloody pest
Nothing else seems to matter
We need to give it a rest.
The World is laughing at us
A country that once was admired
Now we are a talking point
And someone should be fired.
We voted to leave the EU
There was no other choices that day
17.5 million voters
Wanted it that way.
The choices were very simple
It was stay or leave that’s it
Now the do-gooders want another vote
No, thank you we want to sit.
So if the decision is overturned
Then Democracy was not fulfilled!
Get this done and pretty quick
As the People seriously willed.