Something my dad wrote recently:
Poem for Mr. Cameron
I don’t care if my vote will cause World War Three
I don’t care if it causes plague and global dysentery
I have no fear of the predictions of the IMF
The prediction of of permanent recession, pestilence and death.
I don’t like your friend Obama telling me what to do
His bullying threats: “get to the back of the queue”
I don’t trust officials warning that Britain’s too weak on its own
The world's Britain’s oyster; we’ll never walk alone.
I am proud of the achievements of the country of my birth
It has traditions and democracy, of a priceless worth
A thousand years of freedom you ask me to forego
Just to please some Brussels bureaucrats and their precious Euro.
I like Europeans; I like their food and music, too
But I prefer Jamaican reggae and a plate of vindaloo
And for all Europe’s many wonders, it’s the world that beckons me
I see a global, international future, as Britain’s destiny.
So Mr. Cameron, if you read this, I’m ignoring your warning
Britain has a bright new future, there is a new day dawning
Hope, optimism and confidence, is what I believe.
So on June 23rd, I’m going to vote Leave!
Poem for Mr. Cameron
I don’t care if my vote will cause World War Three
I don’t care if it causes plague and global dysentery
I have no fear of the predictions of the IMF
The prediction of of permanent recession, pestilence and death.
I don’t like your friend Obama telling me what to do
His bullying threats: “get to the back of the queue”
I don’t trust officials warning that Britain’s too weak on its own
The world's Britain’s oyster; we’ll never walk alone.
I am proud of the achievements of the country of my birth
It has traditions and democracy, of a priceless worth
A thousand years of freedom you ask me to forego
Just to please some Brussels bureaucrats and their precious Euro.
I like Europeans; I like their food and music, too
But I prefer Jamaican reggae and a plate of vindaloo
And for all Europe’s many wonders, it’s the world that beckons me
I see a global, international future, as Britain’s destiny.
So Mr. Cameron, if you read this, I’m ignoring your warning
Britain has a bright new future, there is a new day dawning
Hope, optimism and confidence, is what I believe.
So on June 23rd, I’m going to vote Leave!