The Falkirk Wheel

She lifted me from my lower canal
To one much higher, where her waters ran

The wheel, it kept on turning, as it does
And it was over soon, as it began

She was an auburn freckled Scottish lass
And I a scholar, way over my head

The wheel that lifted me to waters new
Now lifted someone else for her, instead

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Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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