Neet Ma Friend

neet ma friend please hot wen yee cum rounda bend

So we knee meet

Are woodnee looka at ya feet

Or take ya last sweet lassie

Are teem was a disaster

A na nooo happee ever after

Yee left me standin in the rain

Yarrrah Wee pain

Nee phoned me

Nee called

Are see you in a big bonnet and coat

In the shopping mall

Wearin big glasses

And yes its true

I'm over you

And livin in a caravan

With a BIG MAN called DAN!

But theras noo hankie pankee

Ba hoo noos whicha way the wind bloose

Anna A rose isa roose by any other name

But yee are nit ma friend

If a see yee again

I'll spike ya drink an poot a bullet in ya brain

So go away I don't wantta meet

And NOO, aye don't want your last sweet!

Dougal Mc finlay MCdonald

poem by Yvette Smith
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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