Roses Are Red Violets Are Blue If you don't like my poems Then you can go screw
I'll read Burns this year
And celebrate his birth
To stay connected to my mother
Whose father
My grandfather
Was a Scott
I'll make vegan haggis
Eat neep and tatties
Listen to the pipes
And remember I'm the grandson
of a Coyle
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