O my Luve’s like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June:
O my Luve’s like the melodie,
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.
And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ ’twere ten thousand mile!
Robert Burns 1759 – 1796
anelephantcant 
I like that portrait very much! 🙂
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Like most of the artwork on here, it is the work of my friend and colleague the Scottish artist Phil Burns. I will pass on your kind comments. Thank you.
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one of my fav poems..
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AnElephantCant hide his great love
For the genius that is Scotland’s Bard
So please understand
That you make him feel grand
When you hold Rabbie in such high regard
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Bring on the Haggis! 😉
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AnElephantCant keep this secret from Roxi
They are quite elusive wee beasties
You have to sneak through a glen
Round the side of the Ben
And catch them by the seat of their breeches
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Happy Birthday Mr. Burns.
May the fires keep burning.
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AnElephantCant deny that oor Rabbie
Is the greatest of all the great Scots
Not just for his verse
But what lies behind the words
A man’s a man for a’ that and other great thoughts
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Thank you for reminding me. I had Ode to a Haggis saved for tonight and forgot about it until I saw your post. Are you still in the states, and if yo are, have you got Haggis for tonight?
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AnElephantCant eat haggis in the US
They are not native to this foreign land
And if he imports one
Like an alien person
AnElephant will most likely be banned
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That is a shame. I suppose they don’t have the hills there for the haggis to run round. I take it you do know how to catch a haggis? 😉
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Och, aye, laddie, dinna fash yersel noo, ah keep a dirk in ma sporran jist especial like, jist in case yin o’ thae wee crabbit beasties draps oanti ma heid fae the ben.
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