SCOTLANDS INDEPENDENCE

Michael Edwards

 

 

                                                                                              

 

SCOTLANDS INDEPENDENCE

 

So Nicola wants another vote

independence, that’s the call

I think we’d better get a quote

for the reconstruction of Hadrians wall.

 

(To explain the above I think I oughter

give an explanation for our friends cross the water:

Nicola Sturgeon, Scotland’s First Minister

a canny politician and feisty inquisitor

Hadrians Wall built by the Romans

It ran between England and Scotland unbroken).

 

 

 

 

Michael Edwards © May 2017

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 18th, 2017 01:21
  • Comment from author about the poem: Not meant as any kind of judgement on the issue but I can just see the funny side - plus another watercolour.
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  • Goldfinch60

    If that is so I think that I would rather be the Northern side of that wall than the Southern, totally unexpected from a person born in Kent!

    • Michael Edwards

      You might be right Goldfinch - it\\\'s a great country.
      And I was born in Norf Lunden with Irish and Welsh blood in my veins ( plus a bit of Dutch).

      • Goldfinch60

        Nit to brag of course but I was born in ROYAL Tunbridge Wells but was brought up in Rochester and the Medway Towns, now living in the Midlands.

        • Michael Edwards

          Ooh ladida. Actually I was born in Holloway - no not the prison - the hospital - your turn !!

          • Goldfinch60

            In the Medway Towns there is a borough called Luton and back in the day when Kent had a great many hop fields people from the Eastend of London used to come down for the season; some of them stopped there and Luton now has an almost Cockney accent and since moving to the Midlands I still occasionally get people asking me if I was a Cockney.

          • orchidee

            A fine write M.

          • swingline

            Mountains , fields , trees and clouds . As I stare at the painting I realize I been there many times before . Build the wall , maybe you can get Mexico to pay for it . Maybe it will keep that Scotch whiskey from being smuggled south . Maybe a rock band can make a conceptual C D based upon "The Wall."

            • Michael Edwards

              If it's gong to stop the Scotch I'll oppose it - as for a rock band - The Stone Roses, The Stones (Oh no they're rolling - we need them to stand still - can't have a moving wall).

              • swingline

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              • WriteBeLight

                It is man's and woman's desire to be free to have real independence. I love my country and wish all people could have the freedom of thought and the life they choose. Great thought-provoking poem Michael.

                • Michael Edwards

                  I can fully accept independence - after all that's what Brexit is all about but conversely it would be a shame to see the break up of the UK.

                • BRIAN & ANGELA

                  Robert Burns ~ To a Mouse
                  Still thou art blest ~ compared wi' me
                  The present only toucheth thee:
                  But OCH ! I bakward cat my e'e
                  On prospects drear !
                  An' forward ~ tho' I canna see
                  I guess an' FEAR !

                  These are my sentiments on another Scotish Independence Referendum. I was raised in the NW od England and we were very conscious that the UK consisted of FOUR EQUAL PARTS ! Scotland ~ N Ireland ~ Wales and in the deep and murky South ~ England. If Scotland seceded we would gain NOTHING and ovenight we would lose Haggis ~ Bagpipes ~ Scottish Dancing ~ Single Malt Whiskey ~ The Kilt and Scottish Salmon and Arbroath Smokies etc etc ! . Its not a WALL we need ~ it's a straight Jacket for NICOLA ! Yours BRIAN "Preserve the Union"



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