Druid Brae

The shepherd in his croft

beneath Druid Brae

eating his mutton

his livelihood and pay

the same meal he ate

every single day



standing on Druid Brae

his eyes looking down

his saw a funeral procession

walking through the town

walking solemn and slowly

to the burial ground





he recognised a pole bearer

the bearer looked at his face

a troubled look came over it

he lost his step and pace

it made the coffin wobble

a ceremonial disgrace




at the wake the bearers talked

and wanted the reason why

he stumbled beneath Druid Brae

or somewhere thereby

but no one saw the shepherd

or his evil eye




the will was read to his surprise

the shepherd left the croft

to the unstable pole bearer

that failed to hold him aloft

the pole bearer would be a shepherd

how the farmers laughed and scoffed




The shepherd in his croft

beneath Druid Brae

eating his mutton

his livelihood and pay

the same meal he ate

every single day



standing on Druid Brae

his eyes looking down

his saw a funeral procession

walking through the town

walking solemn and slowly

to the burial ground