Park O'Vic

The famous actor lurks
and peeks.
You'll find him hiding in
the dark.
wearing a natty pair
o' breeks.
They say his name is
Mr Park.

He won an Oscar
long ago
and keeps it on his
I think it's only there
for show
He'd far rather have had
a fleece.

This dapper fellow's
now a laird,
and you can visit, if
you're quick.
His lofty castle (so
I've heard)
lies in the ancient
land of Vic.

The End

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