No Burns’ Night for me, the noo

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2 responses to “No Burns’ Night for me, the noo

  1. thomasxstewart

    Red Red Rose of STeWie:

    Oh my luve is like a red, red rose,

    That’s newly sprung in June:

    Oh my luve is like the melodie,

    That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

    As fair art thou, my bonie lass,

    So deep in luve am I;

    And I will luve thee still, my dear,

    Till a’ the seas gang dry.

    Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,

    And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;

    And I will luve thee still, my dear,

    While the sands o’ life shall run.

    And fare thee weel, my only luve!

    And fare thee weel a while!

    And I will come again, my luve,

    Tho’ it were ten thousand mile! Til rocks Melt wi Sun, Till rocks Melt wi Sun, my Son.

    While Sand of Life Shall run.

    Robert Burns

  2. I apologize for multiple Bear posts.
    I can’t see so good as I could, and besides that lot, you keep on moving. So stand up straight and still, look shaarp or Noo. I ken wen when I ken win. hurray.

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