Where alt thou John of Scotland?A Poem by andrew mitchell
Where alt thou John of Scotland?
I heard in haggis he drowned His kilt was found in Casablanca I'm told The Maltese Falcon... never found. But on the trails of haggis Eating his curds and whey There sits John of Scotland The Brave, on a holiday. Hurry home Laddie! Or we'll steal the S from Scotland To be renamed at the top "Cotland" A rightful name! a welcome home! From where you were born "Cotland" A wee little nursery, down the road, turn left, down to the sea and twenty points if you run over a highlander and watch out for them cockles!! Their napping!!
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8 Reviews Added on May 21, 2015 Last Updated on May 22, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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