Best Nicht Poems

Jean, Jean wis young an' alive till Ah gied her tatties and neeps;
Noo she's bein' seek as a dug, it fairly gies me the creeps.

Bonnie Mary O' Argyle took a trip tae the Brig O' Doon,
She took a dook oaf the parapet, ended up nearly...

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“Gaun an bile yer heid” he bawled oot,
As he stood in the middle o the cobbled street.
Tae nae yin in particular.
Did he vent his anger.
Fu as a whaulk he staggered and swayed
Wan pin rooted tae the graun,
Ither yin moved like a dervish,
Gaun naewhaur fast.
He should...

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Wege, die sich 
nicht kreuzen,
wie Sterne,
die sich nicht finden,
am dunklen Himmel – wolkenlos.
Am Wegesrand, 
Einsamkeit flüsternd,
wie zufällig hingestreut,
Steine aus Träumen
und Vergangenheit.
Morgen und Abend
zerfließen
im Tagtraum 
wie Lerchengesang,
dazwischen Wege,
die sich nicht kreuzen,
verlassen und einsam,
wie Sterne am dunklen Himmel.

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two roards which do not cross,
like stars 
which will not...

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