Come All Ye Freemasons

Come, all ye freemasons, where'er ye be, that e'er the Royal Arch did view,
By these few lines ye will understand that some gey steps I hae gane through;
When first a pilgrim I became, intending for the Holy Land,
I wander'd forth in simple faith, my sandals on and staff in hand.

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