77 Year Drought Is Over

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6 Responses to 77 Year Drought Is Over

  1. Billy Liar says:

    How long will it take Alex Salmond to claim it was a victory for Scotland?

  2. Jimmy Haigh says:

    Well… Andy Murray is Scottish so what would be wrong with that? Had Muray been from, say, Texas, for example, would not all Texans be proud?

    • Wee, sleekit, cow’rin, 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’ murdering pattle.

      I’m truly sorry man’s dominion
      Has broken Nature’s social union,
      An’ justifies that ill opinion
      Which makes thee startle
      At me, thy poor, earth born companion
      An’ fellow mortal!

      I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
      What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
      A daimen icker in a thrave
      ‘S a sma’ request;
      I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
      An’ never miss’t.

      Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
      It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
      An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
      O’ foggage green!
      An’ bleak December’s win’s ensuin,
      Baith snell an’ keen!

      Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste,
      An’ weary winter comin fast,
      An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
      Thou thought to dwell,
      Till crash! the cruel coulter past
      Out thro’ thy cell.

      That wee bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble,
      Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
      Now thou’s turned out, for a’ thy trouble,
      But house or hald,
      To thole the winter’s sleety dribble,
      An’ cranreuch cauld.

      But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
      In proving foresight may be vain:
      The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
      Gang aft agley,
      An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
      For promis’d joy!

      Still thou are blest, compared wi’ me!
      The present only toucheth thee:
      But och! I backward cast my e’e,
      On prospects drear!
      An’ forward, tho’ I canna see,
      I guess an’ fear!

      • Jimmy Haigh. says:

        Steve: I couldn’t have put it better myself!

        • To O’bama

          O wad some Pow’r the giftie gie us
          To see oursels as ithers see us!
          It wad frae mony a blunder free us,
          An’ foolish notion:
          What airs in dress an’ gait wad lea’e us,
          An’ ev’n devotion!

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