Edinburgh
Edinburgh! Your railings and your closes,
Your tenements with dark, piss-stinking stairs
Where cats got rats and medics got their doses,
Your Stevensons and Scotts, your Burkes and Hares,
Your Hearts and Hibs, both usually losing,
Your windy steps, your bikes up endless hills,
Your Sunday faces and your Sunday boozing,
Your factoring, conveyancing and wills,
City of clocks and putting greens and fat
Girls giggling, city of kilts and guns,
Grey stones, grey skies, grey worthies, bird beshat
Like elongated, white-iced Crawford’s buns,
City of adolescent nothings, crazy
City – a life opening like a morning daisy!
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