Tatties Poems - Poems about Tatties

...Who actually is like us The modern world you see today Right before your eyes, Who done this and who done that Well you’re in for a wee surprise. From the Bank of England to the Bank of France......

Continue reading...

...Thank ye all fer coming te this feast Many a fine lady accompanied by there beast Enjoy your broth as a wee starter Were joined together for friendship n banter Followed by the ode to the haggi......

Continue reading...

...Poor Blue. Written about a visit to the butchers with my mum, in Liverpool, when I was a child Poor Blue To butchers I went With mother to spend Some money on meat for the week For two days ......

Continue reading...

...A story once told upon a time by an old man down a mine On ar streets there were no heat , coal was ar warmth, mam at the hot stove cooking up a pudding , the tatties on the go, the ones we grow ......

Continue reading...

...The Spirits of Culloden. This is like a pilgrimage, a try tae come every year, Gather at the cairn, meet old friends, wipe away a tear. Standin on that moor, that once with blood was sodden, Pay......

Continue reading...

...ake me back to the 80s, with top gun all the rage. with me VHS and Betamax, and Ceefax holiday page. Keith had is hand up Orville, the Rubix cube was fun. Samantha had her baps out, on the ......

Continue reading...

...Jean, Jean wis young an' alive till Ah gied her tatties and neeps; Noo she's bein' seek as a dug, it fairly gies me the creeps. Bonnie Mary O' Argyle took a trip tae the Brig O' Doon, She took a......

Continue reading...

...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 ne......

Continue reading...

...She stays awake for hours, cutting Xs in the sprouts, Then peels all the tatties, a ton or thereabouts, Slicing and dicing parsnips is next up in the plan, Chops up carrots and a swede, and put them ......

Continue reading...

...Ode to Rabbie Burns. . I was up before the dawn, still half asleep for sure. I struggled into wellies and headed for the moor. The heather smelt so fine, my Whisky tasted good as i p......

Continue reading...

...He turned into a rooster, right there before my eyes His arms became plump chicken wings, imagine my surprise His chest puffed out and swelled with pride his back a feathered thatch His scruffy br......

Continue reading...

...Awa' oan the Firth of Forth, high oan the famous brig', a laboring lad toils tirelessly in the cauld and bitter wind. Awa' aff the river shore, a braw lassie waits for him, scourin' and roastin......

Continue reading...

...A haggis,tatties and neeps Cock-a-leckie soup A vegetable 'haggis' Drambuie truffles Whiskey syllabub One or two drams !......

Continue reading...