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Posted 23 January 2015 - 22:44 PM

A poem about Easthouses in the twenties

The gates,the lodge,Auld Jonnie noon,
The pigeon raw,an bottom o,the toon
Leezie Wallace,puir me,and auld Sandie broom,
The skull gates Miss Mackenzie,I,all write it a doon

Frae the water works the Beveridges close,
A,the hooses were filled with guid honest folks
The Campbell's, crossers, Strathearns and Shaws,
The Meeks,The Duncan's, then up Pigeon Raw,

Tae Davy Scott the East houses Poet
Mathy Ha, Auld Pakie along with, his goat
Eck Hynd,McCathie, and the young Jock Hugh's,
Doon tae the close puir me wi, his booze,


The Wilson's,the Walkers, and the Lessons too,
Intae the close were the Lilly,s were few,
Ye then crossed the street and intae
Where dwelt the Burnetts,Borthwicks,
A,few mair,

The Knights underneath and a lot up the stair,
The Allan's, Bess Kerr wi, the twins tae ensnare
Sandy Brunton and his Girr will always be there,

The backside where privates gave the place its
queer name
Many lids they were banged to the lads blushing
Shame,

Where many an innocent still knew who to blame,
Sairie,Jerry,Dobbie, an others to name,
An, some they were lassies,its all in the game.
The bus run tae Dalkeith was cheap an, quite
thrilling

In Cockburn's Elastic blue bus,
The drivers were always quite willing,
The squeeze on some mair without fuss,

Auld Dod and his eldest son Ally,
Were some o, the yins that kept doos,
The doomen were usually pally,
Till Rennes was the race in the news,
The doofolk were gethered at doocots,
With, loud shaking tins in their hands,
A prize was in mind an action an, thoughts,
If only that pigeon aid land.
Presiouse minutes were sweatenly passing,
As roon and aroon,they did wheel,
Keen to tae come in for a ration,
O,peas doos milk and oetmeal.

Gubbie and Nell were next in the
line,
Passed Jim Allan wi, lassies twa
Fine
Then on to auld May wi, three sons
Sae braw,
Alas,it greives me tae tell ye,
Big Will is the yinthats away,

The strike it was over the men
back to work

They then dug a haulage through
The auld lilly park,

They closed roon the vexom an,
Bryan's pit braw,

They built oversman hooses and
Can,ed roon pigeon raw,

The last yin ti fa, was old Davie
Scott,

Well known in the region as the ,
East houses poet,

Oor Labour Mp was Westwood can,es
Joe

In the hale o, the village he be,er
Had for,
He thought us ti sing a well worded
Lay,

And so we will recite in his fond
Memory,

Eight hoors work and eight hoors
play,

Eight hoors sleep and eight bob a
Day.

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