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From
our collection of poems by
Glaswegian Poet & Writer Stuart McLean
To a Vegetarian Haggis
Oh go’en hide yer sleekit face,
Great charlatan o’ the pudding-race!
Ahin them a' ye tak your place,
Onion, lentil, and baked beans:
Weel are ye wordy o’ great disgrace,
As lang’s my arm.
Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind despair,
And dish them out their bill o' fare,
All Scotland hates yer stinking ware,
That smells like lavvies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu' prayer,
Cowp yon veggie haggis!
Copyright Stuart McLean : from No'
Rabbie Burns
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