Take it Literally

I can’t do it.
I won’t do it.
You can’t make me do it.
I don’t even know why you would try.
I am not naturally given to it. 

I normally make my mind up and I stick with my view.
When it comes to Boris I am firmly a NO.
When it comes to Jameela I am firmly a YES.
Brexit NO.
Remain YES.
I pretend I can do it because I  want to fit in. 

I have to listen to people I love and respect say things I can’t support and I wish I could pretend. But instead I close my ears and I still won’t do it. 

‘Poverty does not exist in the UK’ so says Philip Hammond: NO, I can’t do it!

I know that sometimes I have ambivalent feelings about benefits, benefit claimants and the like but I firmly believe that poverty does exist and that it is worse now than it was a few years ago. Again, I can’t do it and I won’t do it!

The NHS is shite….. NO, not for that. I firmly believe the opposite so the conversation ends. 

We shouldn’t complain about the heat because it’s so rare. We should enjoy it. Don’t complain. Ahhmmm, let me think for a moment, NO i still can’t do it! I will complain. I don’t like the heat, its very UnBritish and totally fucking UnIrish. We love the cold, the rain, jumpers, fires, and the rest of winter trappings. 

So, what will it take to make me ‘sit on the fence?’  

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