Ruled by Merkel’s unelected appointees,
Or ruled by our own British elected MP’s?
Rule Britannia,
Britannia rule the waves,
Those who gave their lives
Now spinning in their graves;
No longer sailing on the top,
We’re sinking to the bottom,
Embracing other cultures.
While ours is being forgotten
A member of the EU,
Part of the federal state,
Faceless Brussels’ wonders
Deciding our country’s fate;
Confused by multiculturalism,
No longer knowing who we are,
With our PC and our apathy
We’ve let it go too far.
It’s time to turn the tide
Before it is too late,
Before we’re no longer British
Before we’re no longer great.
Say no to the EU commissars,
And no to uncontrolled immigration,
Say no to those who try to scare us
With their socialist intimidation.
Say yes to our traditions,
Say no to those who scorn,
Say no to ambitious politicians,
In Brussels how they grovel and fawn.
Say yes to more free trade,
But no to further integration;
And so by saying no when you vote
You’re saying yes to a British nation.
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© Will Scribe 2015
Further Reading
The UK is Just a Satellite State
“The EU is now so different
From the Common Market we joined,
That simple trade agreement
Along the way’s been purloined;
And now we’re just a satellite
Of a European federal state,
With appointed socialist commissars
Deciding our country’s fate…..”
I Had a Dream We’d Left the EU
“I had a dream as I slept in my bed last night,
Of a Britain being ruled just by Brits;
Not by faceless bureaucrats, socialist commissars,
Based in Brussels, where the EU sits…..”
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