Bagpipe Poems - Poems about Bagpipe

...Objects Objects devoid of definite shape are responsible, with the loyal aid of tree roots, and to bagpipe music, for the breakdown of the Western Roman Empire (467 AD). ......

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...a baboon backbone playing alone the bagpipe a cool monkey style ......

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...A giraffe who was new At the Aberdeen Zoo Heard a bagpipe askirling one day. He tracked down the player And offered to pay her If she kindly would teach him to play. He gazed at the piper, A H......

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...In the crimson dawn, a tale unfurls, A scorching day, the heat unfurls, Lost in a haze, my mind unfurls, A journey from haven to infernal swirls. Amidst this chaos, a mosquito takes flight, Br......

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...Louis Macneice 'BAGPIPE MUSIC' ¶ ¶ ¶ ¶ = \ = = \ | \ = = \ | / \ | / ......

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...I long to traipse across lavender heathered hills and look across the North Sea as a winter wind chills. Again, to dwell in a cottage, nestled in a green glen or traverse Scotland's burns, I yearn......

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...A Bagpipe am I, My drones point to the sky! I am magic they say, since the wizard ‘spelled’ on me that day. He gave me the gift of immortal time, I could travel through centuries, T’was a gift......

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...Arthur's seat sits hidden by the cloak of night, his head up in the clouds. Princes Street lies empty, no royals, no life, no crowds. Nelson stands neglected, having made a monumental mistake. ......

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...On the Isle of Skye, water runs down the Cuillin mountains into waterfall streams It's a beautiful and tranquil place Where the local fairies live, play and dream A red-bearded Scotsman walks fr......

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...Clans, Ilks and Tartans Woven into threads of red and black, Girded by grids of white, Distant plaintive bagpipe memories Of sunset over Kilmaurs – A crest that bears a unicorn Touches royal ......

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...One legged evil brownie with a lopsided top hat Was tired of crab legged crone thinking she was all that Her feather and sword gave her instant jurisdiction Her thought her followers fell under so......

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...A Scot had once been quite handsomely built Now with corona did not fit his kilt Ate all he could find With more on his mind Became rotund and his manhood did wilt Isolation made th......

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...They lean upon one another Teetering drunkards Swaying in dependencies dance Scrawny limbs clinging to frailties hope There is a solemnity to their silent passing An honor in their slow demise ......

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...in the front clapping and praising, high hands reaching. former times held the lyrics of tambourine — bells in a circle shaking, hitting thighs. then there’s the ukulele — a small guitar, held cl......

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...a baboon backbone playing alone the bagpipe a cool monkey style......

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