The saga of the Traveler continues... - poetheart 03/16/02
What's 'at ye say? Ye'd buy a dram?
An' pray, why would tha' be?
Ye'd 'ear a tale or two, ye would?
O' lands beyond the sea.
Aye, there's a few, wha' I could tell-
An' some I won't, ye ken?
Aye, yarn I will, If ye will buy-
I'll tell o' fightin' men.
Black Jack Davy…wha' a lad!
An' quick wi' quip, or steel.
I've sided 'im a score o' times,
An' took wi' 'im my meals.
'Twas sad the day, I 'eard 'e'd died-
I often toast 'is name.
I feign wou' 'ave fell at 'is side-
Aye, e'd a done the same.
An' Brennan? Aye, I knowed 'im, too-
Ah, Willie, bless 'is 'eart-
Betrayed to coward lobster backs,
'Is love, she were a tart.An' Wallace? I knew William well-
An' wi' 'im also bled-
An' cursed to 'ear the Longshank's cur,
'Ad taken William's 'ead.
Ah, 'eark! I 'ear the curfew bell-
'Tis time to end me speil-
An' check me primin', ease me blade…
An' will ye wish me weel?There comes wi' dusk a coach an' four-
A swell wha's travelin' late.
An' wi' a canny Scottish lad-
I fear 'e 'as a date…I'll lift 'is poke, and kiss 'is dame-
An' watch 'is face grow pale…
To know 'ow close 'e came to death,
So goes the Traveler's Tale.by John R. Yaws