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| Lizzy |
| A Tisket, a Tasket (Letters in a Casket) Lizzy wis reluctant, tae have Mary in her court Unless she wis clear o' blame o' the 'Darnley' blunder She imprisoned oor Queen, in the creepy Carlisle Fort Sayin' 'I'm no' gonnae have her here, stealin' my bloody thunder' They had never ever met, exchanging letters by the dozens Both respected ane anither, an' their status o' regality Never face tae face, they were hardly kissin' cousins An' Mary's health wis failin', due tae lack o' hospitality Oan the move again, doon tae Tutbury Castle prison Intae the haun's o' her jailers, the Earl o' Shrewsbury an' his wife Further intae England, 'cause rebellion had arisen An' Lizzy's paranoia, made her fearfu' o' her life Then Walsin'ham an' Paulet, a couple o' schemin' plotters Wi' their spyin' an' their lyin', like a couple o' stinkin' rotters Concoctin' the fraudulent, 'Letters in a casket' case Nearly turnin' oor Mary, intae a bloody basket case |