I was walking in Sherwood Forest
looking for relics of Robin Hood
when I saw a kilted Scottish grey
with a destructive attitude
kicking an English pine
as if it was a fallen outlaw oak
This is Sherwood! not RENDLESHAM
or the CALEDONIAN FOREST
Leave off this instant!
I shouted at the instransigent
Scots grey
'Scots Pine is the best!' he cried
'English pine makes me boak.'
(A Glaswegian word for vomit)
I called 999
to get the ruffian escorted
out of Sherwood
I made my statement
to the officers
but the grey had vanished
like Scotch mist.
Maybe, I'm lucky I was not taken
up north or down a well,
who can tell where the greys
have their place? In outer space
or somewhere else.
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Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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