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The Piper's Lament
Wee Willie’s agent made the call
Willie wasnae expecting it at all
As in his bed he idly lay
That fateful January day
“Get up Willie, Tam exclaimed
Get oot your bed and leave yer hame
Get on your kilt, your brogues, your hose
And grab your pipes and don your clothes
I’ve had a call from the SRU
The very man they need is you
This is no wind up, it’s the truth
They ...
Sunday 2nd February 2025 4:57 pm
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