Can you feel it?
Rolling down the empty streets like a drunk out of drink trying to get to the shop before it shuts.
It’s a new world and we’ve been force fed panic pills for months…
And now they’re kicking in!
The country’s divided;
The continent’s wide eyed.
The media are rubbing their grubby, calloused fingers: they might sell some papers today!
Cameron’s nails are down to the quick; his neck’s exposed.
Farage is grinning like a toad.
Boris is…well…Boris. There is no other way to describe him that doesn’t involve trying to imagine a lobotomised cartoon bungle, who stands like cheese at fourpence.
It’ll take two years to come out of the EU!
Don’t you think they’ll have an answer for that?
Does a badger feel relief in the dark?
Of course they will.
And even if not, we’ve been through much worse and far better.
Enjoy the farce, you silly children.
It’ll all come out in the wash.