Roddy in the Betsey

Went to revere Roddy

in the Betsey

In the half-trim half-time power of the

dimming light

Where pints and flights abut

Went to cozen limbo

Set squirreling

in the glower of the wonder hour

before Mischief Night

But the pub was bloody shut

And where I sat

in another

in the cup

Aberdeen could've been

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