My ancestors were, as you know
Scottish to the core
I traveled to Barwinnock, Scotland
I always love to see more
The countryside is so peaceful
You see green rolling hills for miles
The hillsides dotted with sheep
Bring me so many smiles
But you always have to keep watch
Because as you drive along
You might suddenly come across
A flock where they don’t seem to belong
But in Scotland it’s very different
When it comes to these adorable sheep
They are allowed to go where they choose
Possibly beneath one’s feet
And you just may see also
That wonderful and unique
Red-dirt colored Highlander
Along with the wonderful sheep
I hope you get the chance, folks
To enjoy a wonderful trip
To Barwinnock located in Scotland
By way of an airplane or ship!
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