I used to drink in the Burns Howff
I even bought a few rounds
In for a penny in for a pound
I'm quieter now, not so loud.
Edinburgh, I've not had my tea
or a pint in Greyfriars Bobby pub
I miss a dog, walking together
along the Forth and Clyde canal.
Bobby wouldn't leave his master's
side as he slept on the grave.
That grisly gory pair, Burke and Hare
weren't looking for corpses at the time.
Edinburgh ghosts come up the Royal Mile:
Fergusson, Scott, Robert Louis Stevenson.
Auld Reekie! always good for a spooky story
to take away with you at Waverley station.
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