SCOTTISH SNAPSHOTS
Top of the castle
in Scotland
we viewed Edinburgh
hand in hand.
The day was dull.
It was to rain.
We said that we
would come again.
But we fell silent
as the cannon
you photographed
with me leant on.
We never did
a new visit arrange
Unlike the weather
we sure would change.
THE GOLD-BRICK LIAR MOULD
They'll promise us the moon
or a land that is as gold,
the power-seeking politicians
who'll never break the mould.
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