| TSoor Watter |
I'm not exactly sure where this came from - but it's credited as "published totally unofficially by the Trossachs Inn 'Poetry And Real Ale Society' (PARAS)" LOL !!!! The poem is a tongue in cheek reply to a plan at the time, to pipe Scottish water down South
They
English are a thieving lot
They always want what
Scotland's got
Not satisfied our oil to
steal
They want our water now as
well
But we should tell them
loud and clear
And shout it out for all
to hear
IT'S OUR WATER
They say
their crops are going to die
Because their burns are
running dry
And say a pipe they want
to lay
To suck our water down
their way
But we are going to pass a
law
To stop their game, for
after all
IT'S OUR WATER !
Now,
some might say we're awful mean
That we'll not help our
English friends
But try to see our way of
it
If boot was on the other
foot
Do you think they'd let us
have a drop
Very soon they'd say
"we're sorry chaps"
IT'S OUR WATER !
Sunshine
they get for weeks on end
While we walk round like
wet hens
And then they boast and
think it's fun
To boast and say "OUR
English sun
That shines from out OUR
English sky"
So we're entitled to reply
IT'S OUR WATER !
Yes, let
them boast about their sun
But now their water's
nearly done
If we should let them have
their way
And pipes to English
houses lay
If they could sook as
weel's they blaw
We'd have no water left at
all
An IT'S OUR WATER !
Now,
we've a plan we're putting forward
To put big mirrors into
orbit
That'll catch the English
sun's reflection
An' beam it's rays in our
direction
Then we can say without
fear
ITS OUR SUN, ITS OUR OIL
And what is more
IT'S OUR WATER !!