If you’re not English, you mustn’t disparage
true Brits, who bravely stood inside
boundaries sealed by their Nigel-guide,
to Leaven their Brussel-sprouts with Farage.
More bluntly put, they quit a marriage.
How dare outsiders sneer and cavil
to see Beethoven’s brotherhood unravel
beneath Echt Briton Nigel’s fearsome barrage?
Brits need no longer cast their fates
with Swedes, Sicilians, and Scots,
Syrians and sub-Saharan polyglots
flooding through their open gates!
As an onlooking Yank, I freely admit
I wanted to shovel out the persiflage
fouling England’s stable, now a garage
flushed to make more room for shit!
All that remains is to join the chorus–
jeers and catcalls meant to damage
Johnson’s Johnson’s new menage:
Limp Albion henceforth will bore us!