Jun 282012
By Bob Smith.
| O Scotland ma Scotland Iss lan o ma birth Yer beauty astounds ma Be it muntin or firth . Yer bonnie glens are quairt Fair rushin are yer burns Lazy are some rivers Wi their twists an turns . Yer moods they can be varied Fyles gey roch an weet Afen saft an gintle Like an ivver luvin geet |
A mervel at yer wildlife As fin the eagle soars A watch the seals an wadin birds As a dander alang yer shores . Yer winters can be affa bleak Grun happit wi ice an snaw Bit in simmertime fooivver There is a magic fit is braw . A luv life here in Scotia Noo lit there be nae doot O her beauty an her grandeur A wull forivver spoot |
© Bob Smith “The Poetry Mannie” 2012
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