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 |