IN THE HEYDAYS OF HIS EYES
(taut jeans dancing)

An Anthology of Poetry about Being Young and Growing Up
 
 
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William Soutar

Stumpy Dunn, like a fell° lot mair Wha straid° awa sae trig,° Has traikit° hame again frae the war Wi' a medal and a lang pin-leg.° Up wi' your gless for Stumpy Dunn And lat there be nae stint;° We're nae owre shairº o' what he has won But we're shair o' what he has tint.° Monie a swankie,° wha aince was here And swackit aff° his swig, Wud think it weel to be hame frae the war Wi' a medal and a lang pin-leg. °fell: whole; °straid: strode; °trig: smart; °traikit: limped; pin-leg: wooden leg; °stint: holding back; º shair: sure °tint: lost; °swanke: young kid; °swackit aff: tossed off

 
 
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