(Does this complete my miscellany of Christmas Brexit songs?  Wait and see)

 

I’m dreaming of a hard Brexit

So we can make Great Britain great

Then the British nation

Can halt immigration

And send the Polacks back. But wait!

My dreaming of a hard Brexit

Has now been stuffed by Mrs May

She has blown Hard Brexit away

Cos the Poles and all others now can stay.

 

 

I’m dreaming of a hard Brexit

So contributions stay with us

But I’m getting nervous

Our great Health Service

Won’t get what’s on that big red bus.

When I voted for a hard Brexit

I never thought of this, you see

That the Irish border should be free

Or the bribes we’d need to pay the DUP.

 

I’m dreaming of a hard Brexit

In which we’d simply walk away

I never reckoned

On for one second

The billions we would need to pay

Yes when we voted for a hard Brexit

We got our own back on de Gaulle

But my defence is

These consequences

I never thought them through at all.

 

No, I never thought a hard Brexit

Would bring us benefits so few

But wait! Our vision’s come through!

We will get our passports back in blue!