Last night Mr Yay and Mrs Nay Brexit
came into my dreams
and moaned about a gash within their family members.
“We do agree on the jam for the bread
but in regard to stay or leave the EU,
we are half in and half out”.
I said: “maybe Brexit is not the core question,
maybe the basic question is, will a Brexit be an exit or an init ?”.
“Hu ?” Mr and Mrs Brexit bursted out uniformly,
“can you explain ?”.
“Alright” I said, “let`s look into it, shall we ?”
Last night George Clooney came into my dreams.
I said: “Oh, hello,,surprised to see you,
I am dreaming Liar Liar with Jim Carrey
and you are in the wrong movie I`m afraid Mr Clooney”
“Oh”, he replied with a husky voice,
fumbling around with his black tie,
“why I am here then ?”
“Now,” I interposed, “what a fortunate coincidence, there is a commercial break,
maybe you are here to thrill me with some advertising ?”
“Alright, let`s try that” and with a voiceful twist he gave a ” … What Else … ”
“Uhm, nah” I replied, “doesn`t work.”
“Oh and you know what,” he added with a gung-ho
“I had a talk with German Chancellor Angela Merkel
about refugees fleeing the Syrian conflict
and her politics of open doors, hows about that ?”
“Damnit” I thought “this can become a dodgy thing,
every time I dream Liar Liar I am forced to tell the truth”
Last night a Greek came into my dreams,
with a taunting facial expression he said:
“Jiá su, can you tell me whats up with your German government ?
Why do they suffuse us with such a hazardous frugal policy ?”
“You see”, I replied,
“there is no difference between the way the German government treat Greece
and the way they treat the German population.”
“What ?” he asked smitten with surprise.