Are you wearing any?
Beneath your tartan
gear
Because if your kilt
flares up
There will be a
raucous cheer
Are you wearing any?
Beneath your tartan
gear
Because if your kilt
flares up
There will be a
raucous cheer
Haggis is made from sheep's offal
Oatmeal, suet,
seasoning and onions
Stuffed inside of a
sheep stomach
Which has to be one of
Heston’s creations
The reason they pipe in the haggis
Without any fluster or
hurry
Is to warn the
discerning diner
So they can go and get
a curry
Heralding its arrival
A lone piper suitably
bedecked
Leads the procession
To the hosts table
unchecked
It’s delivered to the
supper
With such deferential
respect
Then addressed and
served
Not to eat it shows
disrespect
Well if I’ve eaten
anything fouler
Then I truly cannot
recollect
Animal rights protestors
The animal lovers,
self-styled
Broke into a
specialist farm
Releasing the haggis
to the wild