Tired,
hungry and sore
Brother
Blaine cursed as the rain started to pour
It wasn’t
long till he was soaked right through
Causing
despair to promptly ensue
But then
suddenly a settlement came into view
Instantly his
curiosity began to accrue
Its enormity
was one that he’d never seen before
And
immediately he wondered what danger could be in store
Hunger pains
caused him to frown
And he knew
he had to make his way down
But his
hopes began to subside
When he saw
that the town was fortified
Entrance was
through a large iron gate
Where he was
met by a guard and instructed to wait
“Tae come
through here ye have tae pay,” he said to Blaine. “What is yer reason for comin’
tae Glasgae?”
“Sir, I’m
very hungry and extremely beat. I need a place to rest and somethin’ to eat.”
“Three an’ a
half groats is the admission fee. So gie it tae me or ye better bloody flee.”
Blaine
reluctantly gave him the cash
He saw no
need to complain to someone so brash
The guard
opened the gate and let him in
And he was
amazed to see the hustle and bustle within
Never before
had he heard such a din
But he had
no time to waste and went in search of an inn
He looked
around and saw there were four
Opted for
the first one and went through the door
Conversations
stopped and the patrons stared
Tentatively
he walked to the bar feeling very scared
“An’ what
can ah dae for you?” asked the barman. “Somethin’ tae drink or somethin’ tae
chew?”
“A pail o’
special brew and whatever ye recommend from your menu.”
“Boiled neep
and rodent stew.”
Hunger
insisted and he couldn’t eschew. “Aye, that’ll do.”
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