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26th January 2021, 07:56 | #1 |
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After Burns Nicht: (about time we had a bit of culture here)
Address to a Boris
Awa’ wi’ yer lyin’, pudgy face Chief conman o the Tory race Aw silver spuin, a waste o space Aw tripe, nae guts. Ye’re soon tae pay fur the disgrace Of yer cruel cuts. Yer groanin’ trencher there ye fill Yer hurdies like twa dimpled hills Yer plate wad hulp to feed a million Weans in need. While thro yer press whores lies still spill Like choukie feed. Yer lies gie Covid patients fright We mind yer ev’ry glaikit slight When trenchin’ breathless corpses tight In unmarked ditch. And ye? O whit a hideous sight Cake-reekin, rich. In hi-viz jaikit, coupon buffed Hard hat, hair-net, a mop, chest puffed Ye dinnae care yer country’s stuffed By old schuil chums. Fuid rots in docks yet ye’ve enough Tae glut yer gums. While ye trough thro yer French ragout Or olio that wad burst a coo It’s neeps and tatties in oor stew We’re keepin’ thinner. Yet ye sit sneerin’, scornfu’ too Wi’ ten course dinner. Poor “Boris” thocht he’d be World King Wi’ peasants kissin’ his gowd ring But noo he lives oan a shoestring He’s charged fur fuid! And maintenance fur his offspring! Nae bluidy guid! Pure feart o lassies, men and boys Yon Tories plot tae droun the noise Of true control, of fair free choice Fur independence. Oor sov’rinty yields not oor vyce Tae yer “acceptance”. Conmen, wha mak free folk thair slave Unite us mair oor land tae save New Scotland’s soon tae rule her wave Tae reach new glories. Be safe, oor southern pals, be brave: Just ditch the Tories. To the immortal memory of Robert Burns. From today's Guardian
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