What AI thinks of Brexit in Poetic Mode

[Paddy]

A heavy heart doth beat within the land
As politics, once a noble art, did take a stand
Against the ties that bound, the threads that stayed
And with each cut, a piece of soul was swayed

The winds of change, they whispered low and sweet
Of independence, freedom, and self-eat
But as the dust did settle, and the storm did pass
The damage was revealed, the scars that would last

The nation's fabric, once so strong and bright
Now frayed and torn, like a worn-out light
The voices of the people, lost in the din
Their hopes and fears, like autumn leaves, blown in

The economy, once a thriving vine
Now withered and dry, like a winter's shrine
The markets trembled, as the world did stare
At the chaos born, from the Brexit snare

And as the tears of sorrow fell like rain
The people asked, what was gained?
What was the cost, of this great divide?
And what lay ahead, for those who survived?

Oh, Brexit's woes, how they weigh upon our heart
Like a heavy burden, we cannot depart
For in its wake, a nation lies in pain
And we can only hope, for a better day to gain.

[Uncle Albert]

Good grief Paddy, I'm as pro remain as they come but even I wouldn't have enlisted a Vogon to write in support of the EU.

[xoggoth]

Obviously written by Skynet.