The Message
The dragon sent a message to the Thistle today
Saying the flood of red is on its way
We know in your own land your hard to slay
But we are coming to win on your hallowed clay
We won't be complacent and we will show no fear
Now our battle cries are drawing near
For the men in tartan skirts there's nowhere to hide
You will feel our passion and you will witness our pride
The dragon ended the message to the tartan foe
Three games down only two to go
Chris O'Malley

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What can be clashing
Scottish Highlands
families called as?

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Happy Unicorn Day. Unicorn is the national animal of Scotland. The Scots invented Scotch Whisky and perhaps kept drinking it until they started seeing Unicorns.

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Highlands of Scotland
/Serge Alexander K/

We walked over highlands of Scotland,
Wet, cold, foggy, - we had a throw.
Between cosy warmth of a woolen,
That jumper you bought.
Was so much more.

We've heard sounds of bagpipes, - a spring day,
Somewhere around Princes Street.
We walked hand in hand, and no wonder,
I miss you, - and Scotland I need.

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The only crime i have committed that you care about is that I'm a woman. A woman who wears a crown.

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I walked the hill far above ,
where sky touches the grass,
Where the moon shines along the twinkling brights.
I heard the northern breaze flirting around my ears.
I smell the mountains bloom of dafodils all across the land.
I saw the night that desires a woman,
A romance on a hill.
I felt laid on the grass like a cuddling baby on soft bed.
I can hear the scotland yard in north ,
where seaguls fly to its prey ,
Mother nature is so romantic even a child can feel the romance runs in his vains.

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Far ahead of my time
my soul knows where I belong
it's flown across the miles
and rested on a song

to a place where time means nothing
and love whispers from heathered hills
where faeries lend a gossamer wing
to soar from glen to loch and back again

Hebrides Moon, she calls to me:
"come, look through my window
serenity rests on the other side
close your eyes, and you will know"

Skye, isle of the Hebrides
where wanderlust is sated
blessed with nature's amenities
it is the place my soul calls home.

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In the shades of tall pine trees.
The soft wind blowing lingers in our face.
I hear my deep heart rejoicing in your embraced.Oh! Mother Earth, you are such a loving beauty of panacea .Endowing yourself with such pleasant grace. Unmeassureble mesmerising gifts you offer to the weary anxious soul from the land of lights and artificiality. Lovebirds can cuddle in your midst,the aged and lobourers can rest on their feet,the wanderers can calm their heart at peace.Such is the beauty of abode of Romance or "Scotland of the East."

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Hello, pipers, give me music. I will give you words and together we will create songs.

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Scotttish Memories

Take me back to those days
And that place
Where I discovered us
Love life and what it is
To be a woman moulded
In many roles along with
Being your wife
The land that is Most Scenic
With mountains that
Are snow laden
Rain sun and snow
All show up togetherness on somedays like a show
People that speak the
Language of kindness
Where I met people and made friends
I miss that home
We made from dreams
Us and so many little things
More then a decade to it
But memories are always as
Yesterday that I lived
The best year of my life
The longest vacation
In the land of scottish wine
Scotland
Where God
Paints the Nature
From Green to white
With the Golden hues
Of autumn
That say let go
For life is just like that

#NaPoWriMo21

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