Friday, November 27, 2009

A bird's a bird for a' that

We dinna hunt, we dinna trap,
A bird’s a bird, for a’ that!
Still turkey fills the honest lap –
The stomach growls for a’ that!
For a’ that, an a’ that,
Sweet potatoes, pie and a’ that,
Till the hour be late, let them pile me plate,
And I’m well content and a’ that.

Oh a quail sae wee, or a rich confit,
Of a goose or a duck or a’ that,
Or a fine roast hen – satisfying, when
Ye daily dine, for a’ that.
For a’ that, an a’ that,
It’s the middleman an a’ that,
Twixt the veg and grain and your belly’s main –
A bird’s a bird for a’ that.

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