Perfidious Albion

The land of the Beatles,

Broke apart like the Beatles.

You will never dominate humanness again;

The more you take,

The less you have.

The golden bird is free;

Now it will fly,

High in the sky.

The bird so wild,

Can't be confined.

Once you grabbed,

The green nation in a trap,

A mishap,

And you clap

For the misstep made.

Where are you now?

Discussing our symmetry

Of all medley?

Now behold the true victory,

The bird summoning courtesy.