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Skirl of the Piper
There was an awful caterwailing and clamour as the pipes filled up with air and swirled today it was for an orange march playing the protestain songs of inflamitary verse. Many were the songs and events the piper was called to skirl one day it would be dirges the next for highland dances where amidst the laughter the pipes sang their tunes some were ballads of times long gone, others were clan songs Once he had played for a royal wedding in Balmoral castle now that was a grand occasion with the final dance of swords pretty girls kicked up their heels showing the odd glimpse of underwear neath their kilts whilst their sash's flew freely Nimbly they stepped around the sword circle high on pointed toes for all like ballerina's and still the pipes skirled as the piper blew the notes the bag wheezing with the effort and force of air Red faced he played on for hours downing the odd dram to keep his lips a-pucker and to fire his blood until at last all were done and sat quiet around the fire and agreeing it had been a grand Ceilidh as the piper rested. The pipes now quiet and deflated stood in the corner tomorrow at dawn they would again skirl welcoming the sun as over the horizon it slowly crept darkness changing to light until there it was in all its glory greeted royally by the skirling pipes Ceilidh is a Scottish folk gathering where much whisky is downed and many reels are danced made more joyous by a good piper skirling and tall stories told.
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