Saddle-ma-nag ©
Marc R. Sherland
Glasgow, Scotland
2007
Kindled ma hert,
an kenilt wi flame,
I looed a laddie o’.
Wi burnin sensation
that nae guid thoucht might tame,
I looed a laddie o’.
Saddled ma pairt,
wi bit, an bridle rein,
I looed a laddie o’.
Wi wickett temptation,
loss o’ ony guid name,
I looed a laddie o’.
Lust did insert,
His riddle o’ shame,
I looed a laddie o’.
Kent, Kirk revealation,
maks me hirpled an lame,
I looed a laddie o’.
Skelpit an feart,
an burdened wi a wean,
I looed a laddie o’.
Ther’s nane in this nation,
cud tell it mere plain,
I looed a laddie o’.
Dede an inert,
wi notorious fame,
I looed a laddie o’.
To fires o’ damnation,
played tha plou-boys game,
I looed a laddie o’.
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