One-Eyed Scottish Golliwog Poem by Francesca Johnson

One-eyed Scottish golliwog?
I've got one from my youth.
But can I mention my old toy
even if it's the truth?

I tear my hair out with 'PC.'
I cannot read a rhyme
for fear of discrimination!
Anything's a crime.

What happened to free speech, I say?
I remember paper gollies
And Robertson's would surely cringe
and so do I.

Who's the whallies?


**My thanks to Jeremy Clarkson, Carol Thatcher and the Queen's souvenir shop, for inspiration.