"Well, Chilly Willy, that
was thoughtful of your
Great Aunt Amphitrite to
pack up your troubles
in her old kit
or her old kilt?
The Scottish trombone brigade
then proceeded to blow
Post 1906 needs a closed-quote at the end.
their lungs out, hoping
to lift their kilts
with the force of
sheer Scottish mojo and
show that Edinburgh wasn’t
levitating invisibly over the
moors, but instead had
just blown away the
traditional way of thinking
about I-Can’t-Believe-It’s-Not-Butter margarine.
Coincidentally,
starving orphans crave it
when smeared on their