ORDER! ORDER! ORDER!
shrieks the lion’s mane across the border.

Order no.1 – you’ll have had
your Scottish Parliament then.

Order no.2 – sit down, sit DOWN!
& do whatever we tell you to do.

Order no.3 – commit suicide
(though it’ll require a vote & Royal Decree).

Order no.4 – bye-bye, cheerio,
toodle pip, ta-ta & please don’t slam the door.

Order no.5 – know your place,
your seat, your privileged space, behave.

ORDER! ORDER! ORDER!
We should be sick of taking orders,
so here’s one even they can understand
not from a seat but from people & land –
dissolve the Union, the failed pretence
where orders begin & democracy ends.