The Kilt
The kilt, I’ll wager, is a wonderful item.
Anybody says “no”, best have blarney inside ‘em.
It’s a manly man’s dress and his Sunday best
Worn always with pomp and parade.
It’s the outfit to don for a clan war at dawn,
Or a late night moonlight serenade.
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