BALLAD OF DUNCAN MCLEOD
By Robert MacDonald
The loch mist rises thick in the air
whilst Nessie remains elusive
yet many many are still aware
Dark silence is broken
with the drone of pipes chanting
calling to maidens
who fall for the enchanting
The music drifts to the Highlands
as a call to Bao Bhan Sith
who hath her own plans
Duncan is so unaware
he’s woken an old spirit
a vampiress of legend
who he was not expecting to hear it
She comes to the sound
of old Scottish ways
wearing her white flowing gown
As his eyes are amazed
to what he hath brung
soon blood rushes down
his neck, where she hath clung
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