May 03, 2004

A Song For Kilts

Robert Service

How grand the human race would be
If every man would wear a kilt,
A flirt of Tartan finery,
Instead of trousers, custom built!
Nay, do not think I speak to joke:
(You know I'm not that kind of man),
I am convinced that all men folk.
Should wear the costume of a Clan.

Imagine how it's braw and clean
As in the wind it flutters free;
And so conducive to hygiene
In its sublime simplicity.
No fool fly-buttons to adjust,--
Wi' shanks and maybe buttocks bare;
Oh chiels, just take my word on trust,
A bonny kilt's the only wear.

'Twill save a lot of siller too,
(And here a canny Scotsman speaks),
For one good kilt will wear you through
A half-a-dozen pairs of breeks.
And how it's healthy in the breeze!
And how it swings with saucy tilt!
How lassies love athletic knees
Below the waggle of a kilt!

True, I just wear one in my mind,
Since sent to school by Celtic aunts,
When girls would flip it up behind,
Until I begged for lowland pants.
But now none dare do that to me,
And so I sing with lyric lilt,--
How happier the world would be
If every male would wear a kilt!

Posted by mhking at May 3, 2004 11:38 AM


Posted by: Susie at May 3, 2004 06:00 PM

Yay!!1! Welcome to our world, Michael!

Posted by: Madfish Willie at May 4, 2004 06:56 AM


Posted by: Debbye at May 4, 2004 12:30 PM

Yay! Welcome!

Posted by: Daniel at May 6, 2004 10:38 AM


Sorry I'm late for the party...I forgot the stupid beer, too.

Posted by: Victor at May 6, 2004 03:23 PM

Just over her on a link from Vodkapundit, and what do I find but a poem from one of my favorite poets!


Posted by: wheels at May 7, 2004 11:52 AM
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