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 . . .
Oh go’en hide yer sleekit face,
Great charlatan o’ the pudding-race!
Ahin them a' ye tak your place,
Onion, lentil, and baked beans:
Weel are ye wordy o’ great disgrace,
As lang’s my arm.
Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind despair,
And dish them out their bill o' fare,
All Scotland hates yer stinking ware,
That smells like lavvies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu' prayer,
Cowp yon veggie haggis!
Stuart McLean (From No' Rabbie Burns)