A Stockan's Poem

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This brilliant poem was sent to us by Stockan's Oatcakes fan Jenifer, and we just had to share it!

Stockans, oh Stockans, oh wilt thou be mine?

I shall not eat other oatcakes when it comes time to dine

But sit in my comfy chair and wait for the time

To feed upon Stockans Oatcakes, cheese and some wine!


Stockans, oh Stockans, I`ll sing your praise

When talk comes to the best oatcakes eaten these days

I`ll say that no other oatcake ever comes near

To the exquisite Stockans - the one I will cheer!

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