So I'm poking around the web today, really using my time wisely, and what do I find? A poem inspired by a photo of me on Flickr.com.
Ode to a Golf Course Piper
Do they pipe the golfers home at dusk?
Peculiar spot in which to busk...
Might he appear
But once a year,
An apparition of rarer sort
With affinity for fields of sport?
O, Yon Solitary Golf Course Piper!
May you skirl from tee to tee
With droning highland majesty
Ever held in thundry awe
By all and sundry.
Slàinte mhath! (which is Gaelic for "Good Health")
Pretty dang cool, I thought!
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