Skotsk dikt

She neither smiled nor kissed him

because she knew not how

for he was only a farmer’s lad

And she was a fine Luing cow

I fri översättning:

Hon varken log eller kysste honom

hon fick låta sådant bero

för han var bara en enkel bondpojk

och hon en fin Luing ko

Publicerad av honeywritingblog

Sharing my best loved honey based recipies, along with short stories collected during life in Northern California and Stockholm, Sweden. Well, stories from other joints as well, and not only my experiences. Some will appear in English and some in Swedish. Deal with it.

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