"Nanny's Goin To Largs" - A Poem

A boring sort of day
Will soon be led astray
When a call from outside
Shouts out with so much pride

"Nanny's goin' to Largs!
Nanny's goin' to Largs!"

Gather up your spare coins
At the car we'll rejoins
Even though it's pure spittin'
She'll pause on her knittin'

"Nanny's goin' to Largs!
Nanny's goin' to Largs!"

To the arcade machines!
We'll win by any means
Last for a ninety-nine
Then home to the Scotch Pine
...where we'll gather caterpillars.

By Laura D