Is this the way to Easter Road?

He was walking so quick I almost missed him here.

The teenagers done the old men of granite last night. The wee lambs mauled the sheep as predicted.
Aberdeen were mutton dressed as...well...mutton. Wrong time of year for lambs to the slaughter. At least the woolly boys made an effort to play some ball before their shearing this time. Maybe the reason for their heavy defeat.

This is Robert Fergusson striding (mincing) doon the Canongate

He was
a poet
Did ye
no know it?

He was made in Hawthornvale, around the corner from me