SCOTTISH   POEM

A Scotsman clad in a kilt left the bar one evening fair

And one could tell by how he walked that he’d drunk more than his share

He fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet

Then stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street

About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by

And one said to the other with a twinkle in her eye

See yon sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built

I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath their kilt

They crept up on that sleeping scotsman quiet as could be

And lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see

And there behold for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt

Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth

They marveled for a moment then one said we must be gone

Let’s leave a present for our friend before we move along

As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow

Around the bonnie star the Scot’s kilt did lift and show

The Scotsman woke to nature’s call and stumbled toward the trees

Behind a bush he lifts his kilt and gasps at what he sees

In a startled voice he says to what’s before his eyes

Oh, lad, I don’t know where you been but I see you won first prize

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