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Beauty in Bass Rock
A shining stone on the horizon.
In a stunning world, it does it’s bit.
You may find it surprising,
This beauty is just shit.
Or guano to be more correct,
Though crap it is to most.
It beckons me to come inspect,
Though I’d rather not get close.
It catches me slumped in blue,
When chuckles are more sparse.
Cheers me to think that such a view
Came from ma...
Saturday 29th April 2023 10:32 am
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