The Black Bridge Of Ness

There is a black bridge over the river.
Are you sure you wish to cross?
Many a man tried before you,
And now their souls have all been lost.

For there is a guarding on that bridge,
And it only has one task.
It does not care where you are headed,
Just about the question it must ask.

It will not be one that you expect,
Be aware you cannot lie.
The guardian knows all answers,
It's been here since dawn of time.

It stood waiting in shallows,
It slithered through banks of mud,
Before the building of that bridge
Its task it understood.

The water flows beneath that bridge
And it pours into the sea,
But when the tide rolls back it turns to black
Then where is it you will be.

If your answer be one of truth,
The beast perhaps may let you pass.
If you try to hide and to deceive,
Then it's that watery abyss.

And as the river flows back on herself,
There is a thing that's going to shock.
There is a monster waiting for you,
And it sleeps within that loch.

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I was in Inverness last night and asked a guy where I could get a takeaway. He told me that if I crossed the black bridge I would find one there.

I thought ooh "the black bridge that sounds nice and dark". An hour later random twaddle writing commenced.

Obviously the poem is total fiction, however.

The second bridge over the river Ness was built in 1808, it linked the east and west sides of the city and was of wooden construction. It was known as The Black Bridge. In 1894 it was replaced by the waterloo bridge. I'm unsure if the waterloo bridge is the same one the guy referred to as the back bridge.

The river Ness is a tidal river but I doubt it's tidal as far upstream as the loch. As for it turning black, it certainly looked that way last night.

As for The Loch Ness Monster! Well I'll let you draw your own conclusions on that one.

Regards

Craig