Thistle And Rose Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

If we bid farewell to the English rose
And split this ancient island in two
Will we have to go cap in hand to those
Nazi psychopaths who run the EU

Swapping a master for another one
Tell, where is the independence in that
From this tyrant to another you run
Straight into the arms of a red coat trap

War approaches over the horizon
No time for would be heroes and roosters
Watching Hollywood movies 'bout freedom
Save Scotland with braveheart and bazookas

Bide your time for things are not what they seem
Let the storm pass before heading full steam
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