Hung all Over
- Stephen Scorer
- Jun 9, 2017
- 1 min read
Well I woke up this morning to find that the UK election is hung with no party gaining a majority. So I decided to put together this small poem.
The form follows a ABBA, BAAB, ABBA
Hung all Over
Well it's a hung one again no one crossing the major line. Will May stay strong or resign even Corbyn could feel the strain.
Which party will now help and tie-in when most of us are keeping sane. No more please, it will hurt the brain May be a sip or two of plain red wine.
We should all run through fields of grain nude or clothed, anything should be fine. Anything to help in sending a sign that the country carries on, but in vain!
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