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Vegangoth ji,

 

I've always dreamed of seeing the Scottish moors, the heather just starting to blossom.  "Ah, Heathcliff, Heathcliff!"

 

I fell from the sky,

But no angel I,

I landed on  Earth with a THUD!

 

Fell into  Quebec,

But, oh, what the heck,

I'd love to see bright Scottish bud.

 

Across the wide sea

Oh, fiddle-dee-dee!

I'd fly for a very great fee.

 

And now I can see

As plain as can be

That ye got to Scotland afore me.

 

Yours from Doggeral Central.

 

Chardi kala!  :ice:

 

Mai