The utmost importance to me
Is to be free
To be allowed to roam far and wide
Where and for as long as can be
To stroll many countries is the key
What I had before that Boris the Schneid
Got elected to pursue his policy
Boris the snake
Is totally fake
A liar and cretin throughout
So often caught out
By his lies and smears
He’s now brought about
Like pigs with their snouts
In the trough of his making
I’m now enslaved
Imprisoned
And stuck
I’m left to suck
On the dick of a fantasy
Of a racist Tory party
Where do we go now
With the soul of a Gypsy
Where can I get another residency
My pockets are empty
My heart and soul are despondent
Who will rid me of the shackles
Of this Brexit government
That raises my hackles
