Sunday, 24 July 2016

Burns, The Man was a Man for A' That

Burns Monu,ment

In a dream on Halloween
He addressed the Deil (Devil)

He wrote bawdy prose
Romantic songs, messages heart-felt
And love likened to a red, red rose

The words in Tam O'Shanter 
said at speed
Imitate Meg, his trusty mayer's canter

Nothing in nature escaped his attention
Not a mouse, or the intrusive louse

A tale he could tell
His first he claimed was to the handsome Nell

The world said goodbye to him 
Two hundred and twenty-years past
But the name, Robert Burns forever will last

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