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What AI thinks of Brexit in Poetic Mode

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    What AI thinks of Brexit in Poetic Mode

    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.
    "A people that elect corrupt politicians, imposters, thieves and traitors are not victims, but accomplices," George Orwell

    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.
    England's greatest sailor since Nelson lost the armada.


      Obviously written by Skynet.

      If everything isn't black and white, I say, 'Why the hell not?'
      John Wayne (My guru, not to be confused with my beloved prophet Jeremy Clarkson)