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The Lobster Pot Pub
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Everyone's welcome at the Lobster Pot Pub
Where no one's turned down, and there's never a snub
With yellow stone walls serving lobsters red hot
You'll always be welcome and given a spot
The lobsters are fresh and the ale is brewed cold
Where being in Blackness can never get old.
The chips are made crispy and served real quick
With salt on your fingers, you'll give them a lick
The staff here are friendly, they greet young and old
They close the red door when it starts to get cold
It's located quaintly tucked in near the sea
Village on Firth of Forth is where you should be
You'll find laughter, good food, and drink in one night!
We're open year-round for a Lobster delight