Comment by gorgoiler

  I met a member of an EU pact
  Who said: two vast and fruitful suits of law
  Prevail in the courts. Near them, in their acts,
  Half won, a shattered victory lies, whose maw
  And wrinkled smile, a sneer of bitter spite,
  Tell that its makers well those voters fed
  Which yet survive, in those politic corps,
  The lips that lied, the hearts that bled
  And on the cover these words, in bold, underlined
  “My name is Brussels, Home of Kings:
  Look on my rules, ye Mighty, and be fined!”
  No thing beside remains. Around the court
  Of that great parliament, in open plans, Aerons reclined
  The ever mighty FAANGs endure.