Is a famous Scottish warrior.
Loved Scottland an fought for our freedome.
Loving was he
In his heart,
And without him
we would still be struggling against the English
Mums and Dads should respect him more.
And famous he was,
Loved Scotland did he
Loved Scotland he did,
And fought for our freedome he did, he realy
Cared for our freedome. In the
End, he was hung drawn and quaurterd.
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