Nestled in the heart of this dear green place,
Majestic it graces the sky-line.
Sir Roger stands tall
beneath a fragile Spitfire,
far from the circus of his youth.
He’ll never forget, never retire.
Dali’s Christ hangs pitifully on his cross.
Mesmerising many as you’d expect,
whilst Elvis gyrates in gawdy silence,
and visitors express their regret
At missing the Vettriano expo,
Or viewing Kylie’s gold lame shorts.
All nationalities, age and creeds,
welcomed to Glasgow, at no entry cost.
