Hoots Mon and Hairy Haggi ( Haggi is the
plural of haggis - we often see flocks of haggi feeding on the
hillside just outside our house - oh - there are several out there
now . . . ) Anyway, where was I, yes I was just trying to say
that this poem is from our brilliant collection of Scottish
Poems . . .
Wee hoverin’, fleein’ ferlie fello’,
Wi’ yer stripes o’ black and yello’,
Yer ever sae bonnie, so ye ur,
Like a spring lamb – only smaller and withoot the fur,
But see if ye ever sting me oan the bum again,
Ah’m gonnae jump on yer heid so Ah um.
(Copyright Stuart Macfarlane)