What Makes Us Special?

Reduce the Brits, take away their tea,
Jaguar, Landrover, and Wedgwood pottery,

all now sold, the last of British treasures,
what is left ‘Great’ to make Britain special?

The Great British dinner – battered fish and chips?
Actually a recipe from Jewish immigrants:

The gold we hold in the Bank of England?
No, its ‘ta’ to Huguenots for banking millions.

Ah, nothing more Albion than our ancient royals?
Nein, migrant blue blood, now long-despoiled.

But Punch and Judy, that traditional beach farce?
Alas Italian, their commedia dell’arte.

OK, Saint George, a true Sainted Brit?
No, a Syrian son, with a dragon, illlegit.

Right, polo, how English, on lawns of Windsor?
Sadly, for you, from the dusty kingdom of Persia.

That mothers’ ruin poured from gin distilleries?
Been shipped in barrels, from overseas.

Pigeon racing, ’tis Northern, an ‘Up-North’ fancy?
Nay lad, flown in by Belgian bird-loving royalty.

The Womens’ Institute, cake and Englishness?
Sorry, Canada made it, and Wales repossessed.

That well-mannered bear, who as kids we well knew?
Ah, even Paddington Bear is a foreigner too.

This country of confusions, imports and invention,
is at its British best when embracing immigration.

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