The manny, in front of a room full of folk,
Told us that "the sun didn't not shine"
And it struck me Scottish in a way.
His point was made, it came across With a great
clarity that betrayed more than what
He was maybe trying to tell us.
It didn't not shine, like he had expected,
Like we are raised to expect that things
Gang aft aglay whenever we hope.
But it didn't not shine, and baldy heads burnt,
And maybe it won't not shine on us
So remember your factor 40,
and remember to hope.