Queen of Scots

#Queen of Scots

  When the raen ends   

  she will splash dafty  through puddles  

  a bonnie lass again;

  nae longer a Queen  

  wi' a daid or dying heart  

  (nae pardon granted)

    

  When the raen ends

  stormclouds will pass her by   

  all bluster and nae dreich   

  just a drookit, soft and warm

  felt from strath to ayre

  (a consort's caress)

    

  When the raen ends  

  she will discover anew waen promises;  

  gae fair and in the skuddy doon

  the secret garden path wi’ two doors

  and the primrose sassenach choir   

  (choosing them both)

    

  When the raen ends

  she will slip kippy-handed off her steed   

  sing nonsense rhymes of Lochlann and Skye  

  turn cartwheels doon grassy glens     

  minted wi' jeweled dewdrops  

  (breaking her crown)  

   

   

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