AnElephantCant tell you too much
About St Andrew who is Scotland’s Patron Saint
According to tittle tattle
He won us a battle
So we seem to have no cause for complaint
Now Andy is quite a busy chappie
He is also the main man for Barbados
He does Ukraine and Russia
And formerly Prussia
But still found time to help us bash some invaders
30th November is his day to remember
But we don’t really celebrate it
We don’t get a day off
Unless we fake a wee cough
In this weather a holiday’s not highly rated
In California if you speak of Saint Andrew
You may face a serious assault
We may do folk a disservice
But it seems they are nervous
Because in Spanish he is honest to a Fault
He is depicted as being an old dude
With white hair that is long and untidy
If he were a Scot
Though we’re quite sure he’s not
He’d need to comb it at least every third Friday
It seems he was Peter’s wee brother
They made their living in a boat doing fishing
He was the first disciple
So quite archetypal
He was considered a man on a mission
Our flag is known here as The Saltire
A white ‘x’ on a sea of sky blue
Denoting his crucifixion
This may in fact be fiction
AnElephant leaves that decision to you
There is a town here that is named after oor Andra
Which is famous for the golfing of course
It is quite a tough life
On the east coast of Fife
Because the winds are quite often gale force
The university is also quite well known
Founded 600 years ago in 1410
It was only the third
After Cambridge and Oxford
In the English-speaking world way back then
So today we say well done to Big Drookit*
As we Scots refer to folk with that name
Although he has done hee-haw
To help at the fitba’
It’s an awfy long time since we last won a game
*Drookit – soaking wet, drenched – An-drew – droo-kit
Fitba’ – soccer
And below is Scotland’s other Andy, winner of 2 Grand Slams, an Olympic Gold Medal, and the Davis Cup.
Dearest Elephant. I do thank you for the history lesson told in such a fun way!
I shall have to share it with a friend who is not only part Scottish, she’s part Barbadian! 😉
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AnElephantCant criticise Dale
For sharing his genius with her friend from Barbados
But Scots weather is so bleak
Can she forgive his cheek
And ask her chum to send over some sunshine to aid us
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AnElephant is always so clever
There’s no one that can be funner
Emmy was charming and witty the first time
sadly she can’t do it again
’cause ,she has nothin’ in her noggin
It’s her fault she can’t rhyme on your dime!
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AnElephantCant blame Emmy
For failing to create a cool rhyme
He knows that she tries
But it is no real surprise
That her attempts are once again an hilariousl crime
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Dear Elephant,
I find no fault in this wonderful poem and, as you know, I’m always up for history and vocabulary lessons. Thank you for my early morning entertainment.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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AnElephant hears through his big pink ears that eskimos have 50 words for snow.
Scots have 317 words for rain, and almost as many for wet.
AnElephantCant think why this is.
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