Last Burns’ night, I was invited to a friend’s to celebrate.
During the pre-dinner drinks get-together, the hostess said that it was traditional to do an Address to the Lassies, and would I say an appropriate poem or something.
I, of course, said ‘yes’. But spent the rest of the pre-drinking, the piping and eating, racking my brains for something appropriate. Then, with minutes to go for my contribution, the Muse of Inspiration bit. And this was my effort …
A Poem for a Scotsman on his own on Burns’ Night
I lack a Lass!!
By John Gorman