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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418206" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Queen's New Horse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418206" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We’re welcome yin and a’ to clim’ aboard the monarch’s ride<br>Birthed by gilded mitts behin’ the blue and yalla strides<br>She’s armed wi information and a mission tae truncate us<br>An saddled far an’ wide wi gorgers surgin’ tae deflate us<br>They’ve got her by the tongue and they’re lashin’ in the boots<br>They’re shootin’ fae the hip and they’re stirrin’ up the soot</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418206" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">An’ Scotsmen drunk on attitude are forced to lie below it<br>The highlanders and lowlanders and them that cannae show it<br>Are missin’ kissin’ Embra, an’ that hussy fae Arbroath<br>But in their ringin’ lugs can hear a chantin’ comin’ close</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418206" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her saddlebags are rattlin wi’ lood cravin’ and persuasion<br>But gi’en her hade she’s lackin’ in a basic explanation<br>She’s a wee bit unacquainted wi reality and truth<br>But strewth it’s ocht but truth that this here hoofer must pursue<br>In droves she hads crusadin’ hopes o’ burnishin’ the few <br>An dishin' staney comfort if yer poor or on the broo.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418206" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A yearlin’ noo she’s quite a beaut, she’s struttin’ a' the world, man<br>Her weel snipped cloth is blowin free, she’s snortin snuff and dogma<br>She’s whippin in, she’s whippin oot, manoeuvres tae up-raise us<br>Oor sov’reign’s horse is full in flicht in a hunner pointless races<br>An a’ the gulls and gulled are oot tae sing her praises. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418206" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>10 05 11</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Jim+Hogg">Jim Hogg</a></strong></div>

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