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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414112" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>It might be you for M lady Tara</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A silver snake the river ran<br> deep and slow beneath the moon<br>It knew as only rivers can<br> the time was coming very soon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When some lone traveller must pay<br> the dues it was entitled to.<br>Some reveller who’s on his way<br> after he’s had a drink or two.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The river chooses carefully<br> the one who’ll be the sacrifice.<br>The victim will die quietly<br> his ordeal over in a trice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each year the river takes its toll<br> a man or woman who’s full grown.<br>Releases their immortal soul<br> from all the sorrows they have known.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The locals know that this is true<br> and treat the legend with respect.<br>They know that when the fee falls due<br> the quiet river will select.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Somebody who will foot the bill.<br> Somebody who does not expect<br> this quiet water way to kill.<br>Though with their death they will protect </div><div style="margin:10px 0">other travellers who cross.<br>The river is quite satisfied<br>with one who did not get across.<br>This sacrifice has mollified</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> the ancient hoary river horse<br>The Kelpie who controls the flow<br> of this deep river in its course.<br>But modern men don’t want to know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Attribute deaths to accident<br> investigate to find a cause<br> for every single incident.<br>They disregard the River Horse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mere superstition so they say <br>and disbelieve the old wives tales.<br>But still the Kelpie has his way<br> one death per year he never fails.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nobody see, nobody hears<br> there are no witnesses at all.<br> When the River horse appears <br>as he collects his yearly toll.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It has been so since days of yore <br>the records show with clarity.<br>One death per year and never more.<br>The river does not change its fee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So should you choose to holiday<br> in Scotland you had best beware<br>The river valley of the Tay.<br> Unless of course you do not care</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to listen to the tale I tell <br>and just dismiss it out of hand.<br>I speak of that which I know well<br> but I advise I can’t command.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have the choice do as you will<br> take heed or not just as you choose.<br>You don’t believe that rivers kill<br> so bet your life its your to lose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am local bred and born <br>and I have seen my threescore years.<br>You may regard my tale with scorn<br> until the river horse appears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You will believe than far too late<br> that Kelpies can and do exist<br>That’s why the legends still persist.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">24 Aug 06</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q>
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 deep and slow beneath the moon
It knew as only rivers can
 the time was coming very soon.

When some lone traveller must pay
 the dues it was entitled to.
Some reveller who’s on his way
 after he’s had a drink or ..."></div>
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