Knees
Once there was a young lad from Aberdeen
Whose knees were the knobbiest ever seen.
He bought himself a kilt,
Wore the kilt without guilt
He kept his bony knees kilt-worthy clean.
Written April 4, 2021
for Scotland - One Rule Contest
sponsored by Julia Ward
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