The Scotland bus queue shuffles forward, <br />More and more get on, strands of Scotland’s plaid <br />Off they set up 21st Century Road <br /> <br />Scotland's tartan is now a complex weave <br />Indigo, saffron, marigold spice it up <br /> <br />The balanced twill of the purple heath of the Gael <br />Is set in the weft with the thin red line of St George <br /> <br />The warp has the green of Erin <br />The hoary lichens of Harris <br /> <br />Mulberry, mimosa, turmeric, tea <br />Add pungency to bramble juice and peat <br /> <br />The fare’s a passport, the right to board the country.<br /><br />sheena blackhall<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-scotland-bus/
