Kilt Poems - Poems about Kilt

I couldn't give a toss for the caber cromach bagpipes sporran or kilt (a fling's the thing) and you can stick your dirk in your haggis up to its bog-wood hilt yet I'd like to hike through the heather on happy Sassenach holidays see the scenery admire the view along Scottish hilly highways and byways to pick a pink-purple thistle or two and should I...

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It's time to relate a story About a wee man and his kilt, How he obtained this garment Made out of tartan quilt... He was born in a leprechaun village. He grew much taller than the rest. His leprechaun IQ was a dram too short But his highland fling was the best! None of his peers could fathom it out. Why was he so...

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My uncle wears a dress I heard my uncle talking About his favourite dress, And how he needs a new one As its old and in a mess. He says it`s frayed and tattered And the pleats are wearing flat, So he will need to get a new one That goes right with his hat. He also wears a frilly blouse With ruffles on...

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there once was a man from Kingsbury who put on his kilt in a hurry in a bit of a flap he forgot his jockstrap a chill wind put him in a flurry...

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A certain poise, the bagpipes lack Not being rude, it’s just a fact The kilt is first-rate The rest, not so great Red in the face, squeezing your sack...

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Dan, Dan, was a popular man had a plaid for his homeland clan his kilt it slipped cold breeze it nipped less popular now than he began...

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A girl on the Tube stared at my crouch Her mum sat there and tried not to watch Then mum's face turned red As she softly said, "She thinks that is where I get my Scotch"...

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we had used a kilt pattern to design a quilt which was soft as silt...

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Never look back and be eaten up with guilt Try to correct what you did in the future I remember the first time I showed up in a kilt Never look back and be eaten up with guilt Everyone said, “Not for you my friend, Milt,” Truthfully, I think it is a matter of culture Never look back and be consumed...

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Do you know why Scottish people call it a kilt? Because they kilt the last man who called it a skirt!...

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The man was strong The man was bold Didn't listen to the rest unfold He took in his culture, pride He wore his kilt, with pride Did it make him less of a man? Sigh. Did it make a lass of the man? Wry. Forgo these ancient thoughts That make the thinker less of a human Drought over their eyes To see a proud...

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The great kilt. “Och aye the noo” TraIs the cat deid? – Has the cat died? your trousers are a bit short – like a flag flying at half mast Liken my great grandfather did why don’t you put on a kilt Oh yes, right now My 16th century Originating in the traditional Scots bearing dress of men and boys In the...

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The noble house rom the Scottish Lowlands with the green, white, and blue bands. The green for the salamander resting on a bed of amber. Although, factually, our monuments are ruins, The kilt has a hint of blue in. Having an appearance in the 12th century, The history and descendants will never lose energy Never behind as it appears...

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Bagpipes conveying the delight Of a country filled with insight Swinging their kilts in accord With their song of joy, so adored They color the world in green Appreciating the good queen Awakening a world to glean ~ Gaelic poetry and prose will sigh Through the echoes of a blue sky That reminisce with kilts so bright Laughter harmonizing despite The blessed stanzas and rhymes Poems alive with...

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The Captain's new wife was "true blue" Whilst he stayed The Wives Club main screw But rather than pout When the Captain was out She serviced his troops two by two...

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