The red and blue retreat in battle to fight another day will soon be back where they belong

Fare to dare to fly in the sky not to stare on ryanair for we not see dolly oh golly

Beasts to feasts go far as east drive down a leap forgive you beep go back to sleep

Down sir matt busby way Stretford red devils play George best here to stay red blood on his shirt scores a goal in the dirt

island of gentle decay time capsule still lost world of its own time the detritus way of life whirlpool tidal races

Farewell thy fair day to the last fade of light look up westward site sun downward thee soar wee shall meet no more

There are bridges. to cross and the way is long but a purpose in life will make you strong

Fairy dairy hairy peter pan no fairy magic wand i stand go like hand in hand red and blue so true

sir Andrew wood knighted by a king for battle won under the sun history will

Poeticous your so delicious hope your not malicious write a poem for thy own walk the winding road story’s of young and old

Titanic white a star fine shoe shine down the line sail softly in the calm seas eat and drink happy times music plays softly so devine

tis the auld pub on kirkconnel main street were miners meet a jug of ale was a rare treat

deep heart tears i miss thee groans of pains not to see thee dark despair

The ashes of the day in the morning. are so red behold i get out of my bed smoke fire alarms to spread ashes. to ashes goodnight fred