It’s Burns Night tonight. I’ve dredged this up from my files for 2002:
Address to Burns
Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face
Great poet o’the chieftain race
Aboon them a’ ye tak your place:
Wordsworth, Shak’speare, Scott.
Yon Sassenachs cannae cut your pace -
Ah love them no’ a jot.
In Alloway ye wis a bairn
Your pa a gairdner in Ayr’n
Ye met your
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