Eddie Anderson It comes oot ae the water, that big Loch Ness Monster,Looking for haggis nae doot...At first aw is quiet, and then there's a riot,When the first haggis spots the great brute!And the haggis are running, the haggis are runningAnd they're heard to cry as they flee,That great monster masherThat great haggis basher,Big Nessie is efter wee me!
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