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Bow 'n' Arra
Some widen branches, string, Ba Bru stoaper rubber band,
A hand craftit weapon in ma hand.
Bwana hunter wi jist a bow an arra,
In searh of that rare, man eatin,Rhino Sparra
Easter Sunday.. "Geronimo".. white mans terror,
Wee short troosers,dicky bow, a Blackies feather.
The folk jist laughed tae yin anither,
When arras flew they awe took civer.
Robin Hood ind his Merry Men ,
'Camelon Close'…. 'Forrest Den.'
Big Alistair wis Little John,
Agnes Bell... Maid Marion.
Aepuls plundered fe the Sheriff's wid,
Spread arroon fur commin guid.
Attempt tae split the bull's eye arra
Wee Agnes screamin ahint a barra.
As William Tell a hid nae equal
Pare Wullie wid hae nae sequal.
A meenits lapse in ma great bow hand,
Wally Dug ind aepul.. Promised Land
Ali ind me wur twa braw archers,
Loyal sodjers ind perfect marchers,
Awe simmers lang new campaigns
Awe growd up,… twa stipit wains. |
