My Granddad ©
Leslie Nissen
Georgia, USA
2002
My granddad was a Scotsman,
And so I understand,
My fondness for the heather,
And my love for coastal lands.
My granddad was a Scotsman,
And so I'm not surprised,
That my temper comes as quickly,
As do tears that fill my eyes.
My granddad was a Scotsman,
And so I know for sure,
That there's nothing that can ail me,
That a good laugh wouldn't cure!
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