Wee Willie Winkie

Tonight's evening walk was a quick stroll around the Necropolis in Glasgow as I was taking K back to Uni. Spotted the grave of William Miller, author of the Wee Willie Winkie children's poem. 
Quite a lot of people seemed to be flocking to the Necropolis as the sun was about to set. Interesting place. 
Heres the first verse.
Wee Willie Winkie rins through the toon,
Up stairs an' doon stairs in his nicht-gown,
Tirlin' at the window, crying at the lock,
"Are the weans in their bed, for it's now ten o'clock?" 

Night night all