Bye, Bye, Bonny Sister! By CpSingleton © 2014
Our bonny sister’s leaving home.
Her bags are packed: kilt and comb.
She’s shedding off the red and white.
Just white and blue after tonight.
I bid her well, her bed is made.
She must go, cannot be swayed.
Her bosom full. She has her pride.
Let’s hope the salmon hasn’t lied.