BREXIT ARRIVES ONTO OUR STREET

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Brexit finally arrives on our street…PHOTO CREDIT: CRIMSON TAZVINZWA

 

BREXIT IN OUR STREET///KEITH DOWELL

If Brexit happened in our street

With neighbours I have known for years.

Yes, years full of laughter and tears.

Would say to my neighbours;

This is my house, this is my place,

I don’t need you now so don’t show your face.

I’ve got new friends that live on a distant estate

I’ll do things with them: they will reciprocate.

But one day while making tea,

I realise there is no sugar for me,

So I go round next door; with cup in hand, with

cup in hand.

The next-door neighbour  says: We don’t care

You thought you were clever for making the split

You’ve made your own bed, now lie in it.

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