Scottland
The green land of Scottland,
The home of the carrot hair.
Tourest say it's boring,
But I think it wonderful.
Rolling green hills and grandfather trees,
De Vinchi would have love to
Paint this fragile beauty
At night, the sight is grand
With stars as far, as the eye can see
Giltering like dimonds
In a black ocean.
With the sea witch roaming
Its black waves.
And pisces on its tall.
