Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “There was a young poet of Trinity…”

There was a young poet of Trinity
Who, although he could trill like a linnet, he
	Could never complete
	Any poem with feet,
Saying, “Idiots,
	Can’t you see
	That what I’m writing
		Happens
		To be
		Free
Verse?”

1. Gathering of Atholl
2. Lord Strafford’s Meditations in the Tower
3. The Bells of Fletching
4. The Old Scottish Gentleman
5. Barthram’s Dirge

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