WHAT follows is offered with sincere apologies to the great Michael Rosen…

We’re going on a Brexit hunt.
We’re going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day it will be
We’re not scared (Theresa banned it).

Uh-uh! Sea!
Wet wavy sea.
We could go over it.
We could go under it.

Oh no!
Theresa says we have
To stay this side of the sea
And pulls faces at Europe.

Wishy Washy!
Wishy Washy!
Wishy Washy!

We’re going on a Brexit hunt.
We’re going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
To send the big Europe away.

Uh-uh! A pile of Eurosceptic drivel.
Deep cold Eurosceptic drivel.
We can’t go over.
We can’t go under it.
Oh no! We need to get through it.

Dive in!
Splash splosh!
Splash splosh!
Splash splosh!
We’re up to our neck in it.

We’re going on a Brexit hunt.
We’re going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We’re not scared (Theresa banned it).

Uh-uh! Shit!
Thick oozy Eurosceptic shit.
We can’t go over it.
We can’t go under it.

Oh no!
We’re up to our necks in it!

Squelch squelch!
Squelch squelch!
Squelch squelch!

We’re going on a Brexit hunt.
We’re going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We’re not scared (well, half of us are).

Uh-uh! A Farage forest!
A big dark Farage forest.
We can’t go over it.
We can’t go under it.

Oh no!
We’ve got to go through with it!

Stumble trip!
Stumble trip!
Stumble trip!

We’re going on a Brexit hunt.
We’re going to catch a big Empire 2.0.
What a beautiful idea!
We’re not scared.

Uh-uh! A shitstorm!
A swirling whirling post-Brexit shitstorm.
We can’t go over it.
We can’t go under it.

Oh no!
We’ve got to go through it!

Hoooo woooo!
Hoooo woooo!
Hoooo woooo!

We’re going on a Brexit hunt.
We’re going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful future!
We’re not scared.

Uh!-uh! A Farage cave!
A narrow gloomy Farage cave!
We can’t go over it.
We can’t go under it.

Oh no!
We’ve got to go through (with) it!

Tiptoe!
Tiptoe!
Tiptoe!

What’s that?
One shiny wet nose!
Two big furry ears!
Two big googly eyes!
IT’S A BREXIT!!!

Quick!
Back through the cave!
Tiptoe! Tiptoe! Tiptoe!

Back through the shitstorm!

Hoooo woooo!  Hoooo woooo!  Hoooo woooo!

Back through the Farage forest!

Stumble trip! Stumble trip! Stumble trip!

Back through the mud!

Squelch squelch! Squelch squelch! Squelch squelch!

Back through the big pile of Eurosceptic drivel!

Dive in!
Splash splosh!  Splash splosh! Splash splosh!

Back through the pain in the arse!

Swishy swashy!  Swishy swashy!  Swishy swashy!

Down the one-way road.
Get to our front door.
Open the door.
Up the stairs.

Du-du-du-du-du-du-dup.

Oh no!
We forgot to shut the door.
Back downstairs.
Du-du-du-du-du-du-dup.

Shut the door.
Back upstairs.

Du-du-du-du-du-du-dup.

Along the passage.
Into the bedroom.
Into bed.
Under the covers.

We’re not going on a Brexit hunt again.

Although, sadly, it seems that of next Wednesday we are…