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On Being Shewn A Beautiful Country Seat Post by :surefire5 Category :Poems Author :Robert Burns Date :June 2011 Read :426

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On Being Shewn A Beautiful Country Seat

Belonging to the same Laird.


We grant they're thine, those beauties all,
So lovely in our eye;
Keep them, thou eunuch, Cardoness,
For others to enjoy!

(The end)
Robert Burns's poem: On Being Shewn A Beautiful Country Seat

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