Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “There was a young lady named Maud…”

There was a young lady named Maud,
A sort of society fraud.
	In the parlour, ’t was told,
	She was distant and cold,
But on the verandah – My Gawd!

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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