Sunday, January 28, 2007

    Offal Puddin'

    'Tis only appropriate that this weekend, which is the anniversary of poet Robert Burns' birthday, I share two passages from his poem, "Address to a Haggis," which the Times calls "the most passionate dialect poem ever composed by a man to a meat product."

    "Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
    Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!
    Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
    Painch, tripe, or thairm:
    Weel are ye wordy of a grace
    As lang's my arm.

    His knife see rustic Labour dight,
    An cut you up wi ready slight,
    Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
    Like onie ditch;
    And then, O what a glorious sight,
    Warm-reekin, rich!"

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