A wee run… after a conversation where a certain name came up.
As I walked through the Arches of the Briggiat
The rain in all it’s wonders decided it was time
Time for mixing with kismet wind and drams
There on the other side of the road was old Fred
His last masterpiece in hand
Dodging the wondrous Rain…
Like some Elfin wizard with his
Whisker hidden smile…
‘ Hey up there Fred! ‘
He turned his head by now a straggled mess
There it was that we smile ha ha ha
Now Fred to put you right
Was a dear old Friend of mine
He was a writer of good acclaim
Who never sought the glamor nor the fame
Was vary vary fair minded
But!
Still if Fred called a man down
Then I would be fair mind and get my own decision head on
Although I must confess to the odd bit of favouritism in Fred’s case
Be it a minor transgressions of the amber ale induced kind
As hither to… how said Fred would find his way home in such a night
If served some more… So! was it not easily repaired
That I had already taken care of this…
As I would share my chariot that awaits my call ha ha ha…
‘ OH! and do add two large dram’s ‘
.
I crossed over and shared a welcome with Fred
We then took shelter from said storm
Oh!!ww… wit a wicked Tory of a day this eh! ‘
’ Aye! a right stinker ‘ I replied as we ducked into the Old Victoria bar
Shaking the part of the day that had clung to both of us
Resembling, Druochit hawkers of rags another goods …
But truth in tell
Both poets one young one old both full of sharing caring and Justice
For all… ‘ If a man can stand alone and fight his corner single handed
He fights a Goodman’s fight!
Yes Fred was a good honest man…
Aye! fair few nights spent in Freddie’s wise company enlightened
In his charms he was a great one with the words
Give him a topic he’ll weave you a spell in magic language
Fit for any occasion or just bring forth a twinkle of his een
Before reciting off a line or three of such a bonnie lass…
Och! much more and many writers I hae shred an I hae met
But!
Not one to lace a shoe to you… Fred! you were and are the best.
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