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In the year twenty sixteen Boris sold us all a dream. That millions could be spent on health that all would prosper from this wealth. Goodbye EU and we would be a land now free of tyranny. No straight bananas immigration new trade deals with every nation. Then covid came and we locked down and pubs were closed in every town. Thousands died and boris lied they broke their rules and closed the schools. Then there came recriminations followed by the resignations. Boris left us broke the dream then we lost our noble queen. We got liz truss and charles the king the budget fucked up everything. Out went Truss she slung her hook Boris thought a bit of luck. He flew back from his holidays thinking they'd forgive his ways. But they just thought he had some front and they rejected bumblecunt. Did a deal that seemed quite fishy conspired to crown some bloke called Rishy No member vote no consultation knowing they'd not pick an Asian. Now austerity and cuts do loom cost of living voice of doom. Food banks, fuel bills rising high where's the hope I hear you cry. Brexit's shite and we all knew it but fuckwits voted and they blew it. Those promised lies failed to deliver and Boris sold us down the river. Still we have the blue passport. A trivial thing that counts for nought. The whole thing was a fucking farce I'd shove it right up Johnson's arse.