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Ah Kin dream though.

To a Certain C.

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Ma Caller Jo
Need I screive sic words,
when ye shairley awready know?
Baith us ken bother's braes
iz ahum shair ye ken fine weill barrie days.

Life is cherged wi malcontent
bit some sey romance's union is heaven sent.
Masel,ah hae some doots
bit you,You cuid feed thaise roots.

Ayont human pairtnership
we meet iz boadies traivellin roadwieys
flooer e ma hert
lit us meet iz sowls an no ken a saire state
whun we depairt.

Wid ye chum me
ower tae loes greener gress?
An ah promise ye kin wear life's finest simmer douce dress.

Mony a young chiel
opens his mooth afore yaisin 'is napper
graws wi his dear,later tae sook the cheer aff 'er.

Ah feel ah mey huv fawn daein yin such promised
sae a gie rest tae ma wrist
-a man whae cupit's arrae hus kissed.
Written by ScottSF21
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