Ode To Porra
With huge apologies to Rabbie Burns (25 Jan, 1759 – 21 July 1796) and dedicated to irene burdell (she knows why LOL). Ever wondered what fuels the Scots? Porra man!
Great glutinous globs of burnin’ Porra,
Ha’ some today, ha’ some t’morra,
Wi’ salt for Scots, and sugar for Sassas,
Gi’ ye hairy legs, an’ eyes for Lasses
Tak it doon t’stoke ye’n fire,
Boil tha Blood an’ singe tha hair,
Cleanse tha heart an’ purge tha liver,
This food a’ Oats, this real life giver.
When wind an’ rain upon yon moor,
Do beat their fist upon ye door,
Ye’ll laugh t’day, an’ more t’morra,
For yer’n belly’s full o glorious porra.
Irene Burdell
Excellent ,very funny.
Steven Sandner
Hehehehe! go the Scots! (interesting and funny! nice work!)
Damian
Great poem, loved the language! Heaps of fun to read.
martinilogic
like the flow, love porra meself
Alessandro Pinto
nice one.. I must think some nice hip hop tune and try to sing it..
Samantha R
Well ya gotta big smile on my face and a good laugh, thanks I needed that! Good job I really liked it.