Bagpeep Billy

Bagpeep Billy was highstrung kid

Who blew his peeps to earn a couple of quid

He blew his peeps all day long

With stiff little fingers that were tough and strong

And his brother 'little willy' would tag along

With a cap in his hand

And a spurren on

Sometimes willy tapped, or sang along

But Bagpeep Billy had a frog in his throat

Had had a big honker

And couldn't float a lassie's boat

He was tone deaf

And hit the wrong nootes

And the peopled mocked

And the women jeered

But Billy kept playing

Til toon was cleared!

Not a farthing or a nickel

Or a dollar or a dime

Could STOP BAG PEEP BILLY'S

Heinious CRIME

Then the police and his Ma

Called Billy in

He was faced with a Fine

If he carried on with the Din!

His ma brought him whisky

In a flask of tea

But Billy kept on Blowing those peeps

For free!

The police took him in

Little Willy went home

And practised his fiddle in his room all alone

On his release Billy dismayed

To find no hero's welcome paving the way

So he cleared his throat and threw the darn peeps away!

yvette smith

poem by Yvette Smith
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