I wear my kilt in the sun and rain,My Kilt
But on windy days I will refrain,
Some things should be private,
And hidden shall remain.
No accidental flashing,
My dignity intact,
Wind and kilts don’t match,
And that my friends is fact.
By Mel Beasley
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