by insan » Sun Jan 11, 2009 4:47 am
Oracle wrote:Cavafy's collection was fine, but this is more up my street ...
On Comparing My Husband to Robbie Burns
Oh oft I think of Robbie Burns
Striding though the heather,
All manly clad in tartan plaid
To spurn the Highland weather,
O'er loch and glen, that man of men,
His black eyes all a flashing
Could any heart not leap, and start,
Or fail to find him dashing?
Oh oft I think of Robbie Burns,
His dirk thrust in his gaiters,
And then I think of you dear,
And go home and peel the tatersPam Ayres
humourous. Especially the last 2 lines xD