blaikie
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| up i was afraid mister | blaikie | blinked several times handed me |
| he was referring to mister | blaikie | but i ve realised that |
| he called out to mister | blaikie | containing ten clydesdale bank ten |
| from his hotel window mister | blaikie | didn t move from just |
| on the pyjamas again mister | blaikie | his face now a dirty |
| they they re adults mister | blaikie | locked me in and i |
| up flies aye aye mister | blaikie | opined mr scott we re |
| of the truth about mister | blaikie | s antics after all holden |
| by the jacket right mister | blaikie | said mr scott you shower |
| duty on monday morning mister | blaikie | show him what you have |
| mr scott the cuts mister | blaikie | the cuts it s not |
| and throat clearings from mister | blaikie | the store was infernally cold |
| written in the book mister | blaikie | turned the book to me |
| against me sure enough mister | blaikie | was fiddling with a wee |
| mind was boggling but mister | blaikie | was wriggling his shoulders and |
| called them out to mister | blaikie | who wrote them carefully into |
| that but it figures mister | blaikie | working class kids aren t |
| i ve waited till mrs | blaikie | comes on duty perspiringly parading |
| from lunatics like scott and | blaikie | and mad craiturs like those |
| of some sort scott and | blaikie | weren t wearing white coats |
| of poems has docked at | blaikie | s quay some poems travel |
| lang swete fussle o a | blaikie | wheepled throw the rosetty boughs |
| seducing the old men mrs | blaikie | goes a sickly white that |
| arousing them to use mrs | blaikie | s words i am resenting |
| as best i can mrs | blaikie | wouldn t know about tankie |
| ower near till a baby | blaikie | for mither wis chasin e |
| dreepin inno ma lug the | blaikie | s notes drapt frae the |
| e time ye hear a | blaikie | fustlin full belt ye d |
| what the policy is mr | blaikie | he was booming i m |
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