A Scottish Love Poem

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A Scottish Love Poem
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A Scottish Love Poem

(Who said Scottish guy's aren't romantic?)
A' coorse ah love ye darlin'
Ye're a bloody tap notch burd.
An' when ah say ye're gorgeous
Ah mean iv'ry single word.

So yer bum is oan the big side
Ah don't mind a bit o flab.
It means that whin ah'm ready
There's somethin' therr tae grab.

So yer belly isny flat nae merr
Ah tell ye, ah don't cerr.
So long as when ah cuddle ye
I cin get mah erms roon' therr.

Nae wummin wha is your age
Hiz nice roon' perky breasts.
They jist gave in tae gravity
Bit ah know ye did yer best.

Ah'm tellin ye the truth noo
Ah nivir tell ye lies.
Ah think its very sexy
Thit ye've goat dimples oan yer thighs.

Ah swerr oan mah grannies grave noo
The moment thit we met.
Ah thocht ye wiz as guid as
Ah wiz ivir goanie get.

Nae maitter whit ye look like
Ah'll aywiz love ye dear.
Noo shut up while the fitba's oan
An' fetch anither beer.

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AppleAnnie
Posted on Aug 29, 2008 at 02:22 PM
1,204 tokens, 5.21 days wasted

Looks like someone is sleeping in the Dog house.

Life's a bitch and then you die, so sit down, shut up, hang on and enjoy the
ride.
=^_^=

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capttomguam
Posted on Aug 30, 2008 at 07:30 AM
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There has to be a name for writing down words that carry such a heavy accent and manifest the thought in context. Truly an Art form! Truly this "Poem" is one of the best examples.

Capt. TOM
"CARPE DIEM"

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konifur
Posted on Aug 30, 2008 at 07:43 AM
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thanks captain, but twas not from my hand.
i have a Scottish friend called Margaret,who must take credit for this work and to be honest for a lot of my other posts as well.

thanks Mrs M.

hey! it wasn`t me!

forgive me i am discombobulated again.

i would not like be a member of a club who would have me as a member...Groucho
Marks.

T.U.R.D. (because I'm a farter)

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AppleAnnie
Posted on Aug 30, 2008 at 10:53 AM
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Put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
And go out to the car and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.

Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday?
Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat?
Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday?
Well, a man can't love a woman more than that.
Ain't I always nice to your kid sister?
Don't I take her driving every night?
So, sit here at my feet 'cos I like you when you're sweet,
And you know it ain't feminine to fight.