As UKIP begin to implode just at the time of their biggest win, the leaving of the European Union. Here is a poem to their one and only MP, who is leaving to create a party of one.
A UKIP MP
Might be different interpretations
You make of it as you progress
If there are different opinions
Is often as subjective as the press
Knight warriors at night
Love it email me some dates
Paying customer have a thought
A copy here at mates rates
A new party maybe impressive
You are kind and cross
But offer no new perspective
Think about the philosophy said party
Brexit is nearly done
An intelligent and civil war is naughty.