“A Lassie fae Blantir”, by Paul Veverka (2017)
Blantir lassies, wha ken their ‘ain minds,
staun’ heidstrong ‘an sure, ‘ur awfy kind,
some blessed wi’ fortune, others in the mire,
But ye’ll never tak a lassie awa’ fae Blantyre.
Fair heided maidens, wi’ love ther herts’ fill,
Fae Springwells tae Kirkton, Barnhill ‘an Coatshill,
their lucks lookin’ upwards, others lookin’ dire,
ye’ll still ne’er see them head oot o’ Blantyre.
Dark heided beauties, butter widnae’ melt,
Fae Blantyrefereme, the sha ‘an Priory ah’m telt,
Modest ‘an truthful, no wan o’ them a liar,
reluctant tae leave, they’re part o’ Blantyre.
Thers ‘mair lassies tae mention, sae don’t ye fret,
Fae Auchinraith an’ the Village, ye canny forget,
Yon flame heided lovelies, ther hair o’ rid fire,
they….especially want tae stay in the tyre!
Those Blantir lassies, bith auld an’ the young,
they mak oor place proud, cheery an’ fun,
Goes without sayin, thers naebody sae higher,
Ye jist canny take a lassie oot o’ Blantyre.
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