BRINO

Brino in name only
The compromise of May
No trade deals in the offing
Just left to fade away
Independence
And closing borders
They want our guts they do
Maybe they love garters
But it stinks
To high hell
And Its true!
We must just reject all this
its madness otherwise
We need our independence
Like all the other guys
We want out with no deal
Screw the vile EU
we dont want their
charity
We know all this rings true

We can have a our fish stocks back
And make trade deals anywhere
We can open buy from whom we like
And not have the despair
Of all these EU regulations
And the political knots
And migrants by the million
Who want to call the shots
They is no integration
Our towns are hard to see
Where is England its disappearing fast
Unfortunately
Mosques and many sharia courts
Rape gangs everywhere
Londonistans crime figures
Show us nobody does care