Captain awoken
His revenge spoken
March to deaths territory
29 his anniversary
2017 crawls from grave
Times has come he craves
Article half century
Announces Brexit’s penury
Gathers his ghostly crew
Chilled to bone, pallor blue
Stalk the breadth of the land
Dripping dissent by hand
Whispers drown, division
Hope suffers attrition
Ghost fulfils his cruel curse
On a land, he’s averse
His backstop does border
No deal Captains order
Free trade of his cargo
Prosperity forego
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