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I Dont Give A Fig About The Brouhaha

I Dont Give A Fig About The Brouhaha... of new year's eve, yet yours truly does consider at least one singular plum me facet by Jeeve er...Robert (or Rabbie) Burns, a profoundly poignant poem, he did conceive. Anyway, this wordsmith fascinated by historical lyricist whose unbelieve hub bull lee brief life, nonetheless made a lasting contribution, a psalm burr tune folks across webbed wide world sing to grieve of recent sorrows past, plus pay homage to joys summoned from deep within core of soul bellowed forth with an exultant heave perhaps unbeknownst to most Robert Burns (25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796) did leave his lasting legacy, sans (as national poet  of Scotland celebrated worldwide) particularly the classic traditional chestnut auld lang syne rendered in many versions waving white capping New Year's eve celebration proud accomplishments one did achieve. Coincidentally, "Auld Lang Syne"  and "America the Beautiful"  at which juncture, I interject  a historical grace note to mull how latter named above patriotic song in the United States, (lyrics written by Katharine Lee Bates saw many occasions after music composed by church organist and choirmaster Samuel A. Ward at Grace Episcopal Church  in Newark, New Jersey) dull lighting oomph and pizazz, extant since early 1900s, origin gin null intent format arranged as poem,  "Pikes Peak first published  Fourth of July full edition of the church periodical  The Congregationalist in 1895,  now sung by mull teat hoods at Super Bowl every year since 2009, and appeared pull say ting stadiums at some sports events after the 9/11 terror attack hull lob bell loo in 2001. The song comprises four verses, one of isung before kick-off in NFL's showpiece game. Just by giving cerebral activity free rein,  this inquisitive mind of mine learned how twenty first century New Year's  celebration include auld lang syne linkedin with feted mid eighteenth poet  laureate, whose death at thirty seven, his spine tingling spirit issues forth to give  him immortality almost divine everlasting longevity within the pantheon  of August artists who humanity did assign an eternal place future generations will  revere such metrical design.

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Date: 1/1/2019 2:16:00 PM
Fascinating informative poem Matthew, I don't celebrate New year but guess I was destined to write one day as I'm a Burn's Night baby lol, That said Burn's would probably turn in my grave at my poopy poems lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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