Central - LAL | k he maistly hud nae love tae | encoonter | , that wad hae been different. |
Central - WCE | rums afore. The first poem we | encoonter | is Sir David Graeme. As Hogg |
Central - EDN | eak oan the many lampposts we | encoonter | . He’s alweys been a curious |
Central - LAL | This soonds muckle like an | encoonter | atween a human an ither-wardl |
Central - LAL | aen abuird ane o them. A near | encoonter | is ane whaurby a body haes so |
Central - LAL | st, second an third. The near | encoonter | – an idea that took on wi f |
Central - EDN | really determint tae mak this | encoonter | last. |
Central - WCE | ren, twa kemps o the Covenant | encoonter | May, an tho thai withstaund h |
Central - EDN | remindit hissel, his saicont | encoonter | wi the filthy stank that irri |
Central - WCE | his awn magazines; his first | encoonter | wi an inspirin dominie, Miss |