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   Wednesday, August 25, 2004

 

It took a little longer than four months to arrive at Bannockburn. Took better men too.


With apologies to Robert Burns...




Scott's Wae Used

Scott's wae used whe' Kerry bled,
Scott's wham moppin counters spread
Wi' coffee stain 'n' beef blood red,
Or welcomed wi' a brie.

Endless day and endless hour;
We hear past years o' battle sour;
From dourest shroud 'neath Edward's power—
Boston knavery.

Wha wad sich a way behave?
Wha wad rant a coward's rave!
Wha elect a traitor knave?
Hear him cop a plea!

Wha for country's land and law
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand, or freeman fa',
Surely it ain't he.

Opposition's nuanced brains;
By concessions lose our gains!
Ne'er forestall our Spanish trains,
Wait we must, and see!

Lay'd one twenty 'near the foe,
Lay'd the broken brothers low!
Lept the boat by starb'd bow,
Left 'is crew, tae flee.





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