Best Gie Poems

Written in Scottish dialect.

Jack, Bernard and John, the Bandit Kings,
Hae handicaps wae too high.
Each o’ them score four points a hole,
Ah canna tell ye a lie!

Me, ah’m Rabbie, the bard o’ the course;
Ah’m lucky tae score yin point.
Ah feenish the game an’ come in fur...

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Oi be nowt but an auld country hick,
we a liddle bit of gall, an a lotta stick.
Oi baint niver afeared to speak me mind,
nor critizise folks harshly iffen Oi find
zummit I don’t loik.  Tis allus best
Oi reckins to git it offen me chest.
Ar tis...

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by  Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015

When I was just a lad, and the New Year came around
 We’d sing and dance and party, till midnight bells did sound
my hair was dark in those days, so First Footer was my chore
and just before the midnight...

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O Catie love ye do ask too much of a poor scribbling poet to ask him to
open the doors so ye can view the terrible thing he knows himself to be.
All men and mayhap women too know what terrors hide behind our own locked 
doors....

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When ah sairly look doon frae up oan high
Frae ma cloud warmed dookit in the azure sky
At aw the drunken bloated bletherums
Wha meet fur ma birthday's kilted getherums
Tae feast sae dearly oan neeps an' tatties
Wi' yon sonsie  puddin' we  aye cry haggis
Tae toast...

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Ime a mad scientist , & I've got my own planet .

Ime not a bad gie , so you don,t have 2 pannic!

IDE like 2 pop-u-late my planet ,

With sum things called goys !

Thair green-ied orange-haired yellow-skinned super-babe-toys !

If your a goys , pleez rite...

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'Imagine'. Life's wurth without, 'imagination',
could we iver contemplate creation?
A gif' to have in oor ain mind's een,
without it, nuthin' wundrous wid be iver seen.

Rabbie."O wad some Power the giftie gie us to see oursels as ithers see us"!
Wid that no' be a wundrous plus?
Imagine if,...

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The silent implosion of an unwanted notion, 
that chisels the surface of a mind still in growth.
the dormant progress of life still in motion
will mold the clad fist that grabs at your throat
the illusion of silver at the crease of a spoon
will drip over flames...

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    Tae A Mouse   
      (Whit wid Robert Burns say!)

Ha’ where ye gon ye cowrin feartie
Your impudence protects you sairly
I canna say but ye strut yer stuff
And quite honestly we’ve had enough
Where ye gon ye...

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God will never gie you a 
job that you cannot do.
Obedience to him is 
what he asks of you.

Be faithful to him and 
his divine plan.
Hold on to his promises and 
outstretched hand.

His gentle voice is what
 must be heard.
His will for your life, will...

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Far tae the North hidden alang Moray coast,
Therr bides a little toon o which yin can boast. 
Wi a rid phone boax in pride o place mak a call tae freends an aa. 
Nae thing tae spile the view ower grey blue sea reflecting azure...

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Mango sirene is living in a material wirld . But is she a material girl ? 

Mango sirene needs a job ! I doent noe if she can cook, but she,s not a slob.

Her frends moovd 2 California . Because thay wanted 2 git faymus...

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C-lear
H-eaven
A-bates
N-ight

G-ray
I-n
E-arly

E-ffulgence
A-s

T-winkle
I-llumines
U-niverse

Topic: Birthday of Chan Gie Ea Tiu (December 22)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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G-ood 
I-dea 
E-mploys 

E-ssential 
S-tatement's 
P-oem 
L-etting 
A-nnual 
G-reeting 
U-se 
E-vent's 
R-ight 
A-crostic 

Topic: Birthday of Gie Esplaguera (February 25) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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