Best Skirled Poems

The Parade

The sun beat down in the still May air
The streets were thronged with people there
Expectantly waiting for the large parade
As it marched its path down the Palace way

The marshal music from afar
Soon became a louder roar
As the bands played gaily down the road
And the...

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The sounds of the pipes and drums skirled still in my ears. I knew it was the kind of music that brought him to his knees in tears.  "Sandwich?" "Sausage Roll?" Oh here we go again, that nosey little woman who lives at number...

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There was an awful caterwailing and clamour 
as the pipes filled up with air and swirled
today it was for an orange march
playing the protestain songs of inflamitary verse.

Many were the songs and events the piper was called to skirl
one day it would be dirges the...

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The little Church was crammed full
When my brother left this plane
A kilted piper piped him in
Then piped him out again

Abide with me it skirled out
Bringing lumps to lots of throats
And many cheeks were watered
From eyes that looked like moats

Lips with teeth were bitten
To keep the...

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