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Thare Wis a Time.

Thare wis a time

ah cuid climb th' stairs

in th' Scott Monument,

aroond 'n' aroond

up tae th' tap

'n' doon tae th' ground;

bit age mak's it

a bridge tae far,

a step tae mony.

 

Lik' wise

climbing up

Arthur's Seat

wis wance achieved

wi'oot a break fur breath

'n' wid sit oan th' tap

wi' a sense o' pride.

 

Noo aches 'n' loupin

limbs 'n' back,

mak' th' attempt

a non event,

a climb best left

tae a former time.

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TerryCollett
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Aug 27, 2021
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