Glasgow’s little Ireland lay in the Garngad
Where every boy followed the Celtic, along with his dad.
From those broken down streets, against a tenement wall,
A window pane is smashed, from a beautifully struck goal.
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Interesting detailed record, I will read more of your tales thank you. You are a writer of ballads I think!
Interesting detailed record, I will read more of your tales thank you. You are a writer of ballads I think!