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Stirling Castle


                                At Stirling Castle, Scotland,

                                     Where tourist flock 'en masse',

                                    Dates from earl’ Twelfth Century,

                                            It has a touch of class.


                                      It sits close to Loch Lomond,

                                         Now owned by th’M.O.D.

                                      People flock from miles afar

                                             To view this history.


                                          I visited with parents,

                                       When I was a mere teen,

                                      So mum and dad in fifties,

                                       They too had never been.


                                   At one o’clock, a cannon fires

                                   A thund’rous mighty ‘BOOM’

                               Just prior to this my dear ma-ma

                                   Required public washroom.


                                    She hadn’t paid attention,

                                   Walked in the nearest door,

                          Her eyes near popped out of her head,

                                    Her jaw, near hit the floor.


                          Mum was so shocked, she didn’t hear

                                The cannon’s  thunderous 'BOOM',

                           You see, my poor, not too old, mum                                                                                                    

                          Went to the MENS washroom.

 

                     


 



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