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A Kilt

I want a kilt,
of Campbell tarten.
I'll wear it proud,
and keep it clean.

Underneath,
I'll keep it spartan.
while I'm singing loud,
for Aberdeen.
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Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
I'm portuguese, I don't really know the scottish culture. Just like kilts.

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