The Burry Man of South Queensferry



A most interesting thing to discuss in the pub! The Burry Man of South Queensferry

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Poz said…
That's brilliant! oh I love that! :D Perhaps we should write a song about it! hehehe :D

"Oh they covered him up in a' sorts a things!
"tied bits of sticks tae him wi strings!
"They hope it'd bring the biggest fish iv 'a!
"min, it made nae dif'rence at aa, at aa!"

*giggles*
6:23 pm
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