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A WEE POYEM WE WROTE OORSELS!! Even though we're far fae hame, Oor love o Scotland will never wane. We miss the hills, We miss the Glens, Tae us they are oor ain dear friends. The sound o the pipes is aw so sweet, They'd even make a glass eye greet. We sometimes mind things like the rain, And wonder why we used tae complain. A kilted man or a tartan shawl, Just some o the things that make us recall, wit a beautiful country we come fae, an we hope tae go back there one day. We miss a lot of things fae
hame,
There's nay place else that's quite the same. When God made this world, he made Scotland paradise. ******************** We hope ye all enjoyed oor wee poyem! It wis oor first attempt at wan so didnae be too hard oan us! Hey, Am a Poet an ah didnae know it!! |
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