<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421856" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Ballad of Aberdeen (Mild Green Vipers)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mild green vipers of Aberdeen<br>Are often heard but seldom seen.<br>They hiss like a kettle when it boils<br>And crush small rodents in their coils, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They slither through the summer grasses<br>Invisible to whoever passes, <br>Few mortal folk have ever seen<br>The mild green vipers of Aberdeen, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But many hear their wicked hiss<br>And shake in terror because of this.<br>You'll never guess where they have been<br>Unless you ask the Scottish Queen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She'll smile and tell you very slowly<br>In the name of all that is Pure and Holy<br>That nothing lives that's so obscene<br>As the mild green vipers of Aberdeen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long, long ago, it says in fable<br>King Arthur's Knights of the old Round Table<br>Sent them to Scotland as a jest<br>To put the Haggises to rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So now you know from the Scottish Queen<br>About those vipers mild and green.<br>Do not presume that you are clever<br>Or you won't see them - never ever!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Thorkild+Ellison">John Thorkild Ellison</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421856" data-title="A Ballad of Aberdeen (Mild Green Vipers) de John Thorkild Ellison" data-description="The mild green vipers of Aberdeen Are often heard but seldom seen. They hiss like a kettle when it boils And crush small rodents in their coils, They slither through the summer grasses Invisible to whoever passes, Few mortal folk have ever seen..."></div> </div> </div>

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