Now donning our tartans and woad
We'll sweep down the Border's long road
With no claymores but pens
We'll seek out your dens
You lads from those countries abroad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thanks, Mohammed. The contest is hotting up! Tom