Not storm clouds tinged with rays of gold
But rather mist and fog and rain
The summer of discontent is plain.
Many BREXIT voters feel remorse;
But a free choice was theirs - of course
Their vote a wild stab in the dark?
They've struck the E.U. in the heart!
London wants to rule alone
Its clout in Europe is well known
Dignified, faced with defeat;
Successors for the P.M.**meet …
The Brits have lit a funeral pyre
The consequences will be dire
This referendum spins the dice
But number-crunching won't suffice.
The finance markets catch a chill
The weakened pound – a bitter pill
A tsunami of job losses looms
Regrets for many – one assumes …
(c) Poet in the woods 2016
Referendum held: 23rd June, 2016
* From the King James Bible: 1 Corinthians chapter 13 v 12.. Translation probably by William Tyndale (1494-1536)
** David Cameron, who resigned.
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