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its a kilt and not a quilt we are free dangling souls not out of kilter for we value balance and freedom there is no hidden agenda as we battle opposition with harmony and steadfast equilibrium let loose left right left right we march on belligerent fields careful not to have the kilt pin pierce our pride in case of too much passion we hide any sense of arousal although war is an emotional business dressed in sporran and fastening strapping we fight for our women children and fierce independence we tread through mountains valleys and thistles prick resistance and domination right where it hurts swords lances and crossbows spill justice’s seeds maces and tribuchets defend rightful possessions caltrop and quick lime disperse our enemy’s lines cull sculls and bones of our foes and burn with desire today it is the ballot box and rugby pitches on which we stake our claim where we score tries and convert stand up to history’s decline and conquer intolerance and the Tartan Armies march on in elevated disguise 02nd March 2021

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