Forever Young Angus. Poem by Tom Allport

The little Scottish lad was an Angus fool
Who always ran straight home from school
He never had any time to change
His sister said " Ain't he just strange "
" He is always in such a rush "
Because doing music is a must
He would play with school uniform on
With his brothers always to have fun
Daily jamming out his musical soul
But his future was to be in control
Of the greatest rock and roll band
To emerge out of jumping jack oz land
With his school uniform still on and his guitar strung
His name will be forever Young.