Mary King's Close

Mary King’s Close Set underneath the cobbles Below the Royal Mile The close is dimly lit You can visit there awhile Go back into the past Explore the narrow wynds Live the overcrowding Get inside their minds Look out for scurrying rats As they scavenge to survive A battle of the shrewd Where rats appear to thrive See where chamber pots were emptied Into the streets below Gardyloo the warning shout The one you needed to know Within these city walls Is where the plague broke out Death was more than likely Of that there was no doubt Many people perished A horrible painful death Suffocated and poisoned To their very end breath Not all the dead have gone Some spirits stayed behind It’s a fact that they are evil Sinister, they are inclined If your heart starts racing Hairs rise upon your neck A spirit may be lurking Very slowy - - turn and check If a spirit you do disturb To the exit I advise For these spirits are demonic Heed my words and be wise