96 – Scatter Me On Balmore

Poem number 96
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Scatter Me On Balmore
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When you’ve burnt my mortal body
And I’m just a pile of ash
I won’t want nothing fancy
And I won’t need nothing flash
Just scatter me on Balmore
On a lovely sunny day –
The view will be my heaven
And in heaven I will stay.

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