Address To A Haggis – Robert Burns (excerpt from http://www.robertburns.org.uk/Assets/Poems_Songs/toahaggis.htm)
” Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o the puddin’-race!
Aboon them a’ ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye worthy o’ a grace
As lang’s my arm. ”
Friday 25th of January is Burns night. A Scottish holiday to celebrate the famous poet Robert Burns. Traditional methods of celebration involve the eating of Haggis…but you have to catch them first! Join me for a Haggis Hunt and celebrate an old Scottish poet whilst we’re at it.
To A Mouse – Robert Burns (excerpt from http://www.robertburns.org.uk/Assets/Poems_Songs/toamouse.htm )
“ Wee, sleekit, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee,
Wi’ murd’ring pattle! “
Now where did they go, I was sure they went this way…
Holy Willie’s Prayer – Robert Burns (excerpt from http://www.robertburns.org.uk/Assets/Poems_Songs/holy_willie.htm )
” O Thou, that in the heavens does dwell,
As it pleases best Thysel’,
Sends ane to Heaven an’ ten to Hell,
For Thy glory,
And no for onie guid or ill
They’ve done afore Thee! ”
Not to worry though, if you have no luck hunting one down, store bought is fine.
The Cotter’s Saturday Night – Robert Burns (excerpt from http://www.robertburns.org.uk/Assets/Poems_Songs/cotters_saturday_night.htm)
“ My lov’d, much honour’d, much respected friend!
No mercenary bard his homage pays;
With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end,
My dearest meed, a friend’s esteem and praise:
To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays,
The lowly train in life’s sequester’d scene;
The native feelings strong, the guileless ways;
What Aiken in a cottage would have been;
Ah! tho his worth unknown, far happier there I ween! “
I prefer to keep my Haggis chilled in an outdoor space, balconies are excellent for this!
Of a’ the Airts – Robert Burns (excerpt from http://www.robertburns.org.uk/Assets/Poems_Songs/atheairts.htm )
“ Of a’ the airts the wind can blaw
I dearly like the west,
For there the bonie lassie lives,
The lassie I lo’e best.
There wild woods grow, and rivers row,
And monie a hill between,
But day and night my fancy’s flight
Is ever wi’ my Jean. “
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**** This next bit is just for fun and NSFW (kind of) ****
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We finally caught them all! It was a long and exciting hunt but now it’s time to eat up ;p
Happy Burns Night everyone!
(All SFW sets are available on my Patreon and the NSFW set is available on my OnlyFans)
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