One month to go. Only time will show weather we stay or go.

‘Till then, who’s to know?

***

Stay or leave?

They’ll lie and deceive.

Oh, who to believe?

It’s hard to conceive

***

of a more brutal bout:

how they all scream and shout hurling insults about.

Are you in or out?

***

It’s all so tight in this vicious fight.

But come what might Will we do what’s right?