Prompt from from Hades Lord of the Dead: The Watson clan.
Gosh...googling is quite distracting...and enlightening...
Clan Watson
Oh look!
The snow is falling fast!
A chance to stay at home at last;
Just Mrs Hudson, you and me,
The hours will pass delightfully.
I have a tale to tell, you see.
What tale could be more epic than
The story of the Watson clan?
~0~
Stop scowling Holmes, and I'll begin...
My lovely surname's origin.
Means "Son of Walter", just the man
To start the noble Watson clan.
It has a range of tartan too
(Well, not till 1950, true...)
In shades of yellow, green and blue,
Of ancient and of modern hue.
And common Watson Christian names
Throughout the years, are John and James;
Delightful names, both proud and strong...
No wonder Mary got it wrong;
She knew that history, all along.
~0~
From Edinburgh's low lands we hail,
The warrior's heart and skills prevail,
I joined the army after all;
Responding to my country's call.
(But such bad luck;
I came unstuck
And failed to duck;
A bullet struck...
Survival, thanks to Murray's pluck.)
~0~
My family crest, a sturdy oak,
Just perfect for a stalwart bloke.
Stop smirking Holmes, it's not a joke;
Your sneer is clear through clouds of smoke;
My ancestors were hardy folk..
And yes my brother drank a lot,
And really, truly lost the plot...
But I have got what he had not;
A strange and quite annoying friend,
Who helped past wounds and grief to mend;
Then faked his own dramatic end:
A weird and quite unique godsend.
~0~
Back to subject, family crest,
And family motto, quite the best...
Holmes, please try to look impressed
"Inspirata floruit" in Latin, here's the rough translation...
"Flourishing beyond expectation."
Or, as recorded in our tomes;
You'll never get my limits, Holmes...
~0~
I could continue on and on...
But look!
The snow storm's almost gone.
I'll end my fascinating talk,
In favour of a pleasant walk
Through Regent's Park,
Before it's dark,
With you, my friend,
Dear Holmes.
~0~
The End