Drawing a Line
Draw a line all along the Irish Sea:
On one side the waves are Irish, of course,
Or maybe European, where the source
Of trade remains nominally free.
The other side is where Britannia rules
The waves that lap on her sovereign shore,
Even though sausages in Belfast cost more
Than Westminster’s, where the parliament of fools
Exercises its independence
By braying at each other like asses,
While another act of nonsense passes
In stark contradiction to common sense,
That might well dispense with such disorders,
By choosing to abolish all borders.
D. A.