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your decorative icing
without all the noise.
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Hamish’s Journey
Hamish’s Journey
Hamish was squeamish
about going to Dawlish
via Beamish;
he didn’t relish
the thought
at all…
so much so,
that he didn’t go,
he stayed at home in
little Fenwick Stead.
Posted in Poetry
Tagged #Beamish, #Dawlish, #FenwickStead, #Places, #poetry. #poem, #Scottish, Poem
Has anyone my spurtal seen?
Has anyone my spurtal seen?
Has anyone my spurtal seen?
It’s orange and amber, and tangerine;
ma porrage needs stirrin’,
you know what I mean;
has anyone my spurtal seen?
Tart an’ Custard (a song)
Tart an’ Custard (a song)
I want to buy some tartan custard
some tartan custard for ma tea
but the only kind they have is yellow
and that’s no good for me.
I foond a poond!
I foond a poond!
(In a Scottish accent)
I found a pound
upon the ground
it was shiny
It was round;
but, the shiny pound
that I had found
upon the ground
it was broken
almost ruined.
Ode to a Scottish Ear of Wheat
Ode to a Scottish Ear of Wheat
(Please read this in a Scottish accent)
Oh, wee tear,
Why does yae fallest
Doon ma cheek?
I am a surly, burly man
Whose eyen are nae supposéd tae leak;
Apart frae wi’ mirth at the schadenfraude of others.
I am a manly man,
So, don yae hurt ma sisters
Or ma brothers.
And don yae be seen by no other man, yae ken?
PS this may help
Nursery Rhyme Time 1
A Scottish Black Bee
“Buzz buzz, Black Bee
Have you lost your stripes?”
“No, sir; not me
Those bees are different types;
One courts disaster
When you’ve go-faster bands
One is so much safer
If you’re a ninja fan.”
