Where is the Scotland manager?
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“Where is the Scotland manager?”
The politicians frowned.
“We’ve scoured the glens
And lowland fens,
He must have gone to ground.
¶ 2
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‘We’ve sailed the western seaboard,
Explored each bay and sound.
But he’s not there,
He’s gone elsewhere,
He’s nowhere to be found.
¶ 3
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‘Somebody suggested that
He might be Glasgow-bound.
But when we checked,
’Twas incorrect.
The man is not around.”
¶ 4
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“We’ve simply got to find him,”
One councillor did expound.
“Our job denotes
We’ll look for Vogts
Till six feet underground.”
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