As one of my neighbours said, ‘The mean-spirited b***d didn’t get his moral victory.’
But it’s November so I’ve got to rhyme. Sorry, it’s not an Onegin stanza today, but once I had my first two lines I was committed (though I expect I’m not the only one to have them).
November verse 7: Yes, Today
To the tune of Lennon & McCartney’s ‘Yesterday‘
Three-fifths of us voted yes today.
can marry ‘cos of yes, today.
things are less grim than they used to be.
Rainbow flags are flying fresh and free.
Oh yes today came certainly.
Such a nasty fight
such a blight
such hell to pay.
Then this massive vote.
I won’t gloat,
but it’s OK.
Same-sex marriage is now on the way.
People aren’t as bad as pundits say.
Oh tears of joy for yes, today.