There let him bouse, an’ deep carouse…
On Scotland’s love affair with strong drink and knavish, romantic poets:
A Scotsman once boused at the nappy
Got fou and was then unco happy.
His hard-drinking fate
Was a liquored-up state;
A poetic-but-guttered wee chappie!
‘Tis Burns Night tomorrow, so…
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