As this is Rabbie Burns birthday..

[Chookie]

.. I though I would share one of his lesser known masterworks with you all.

The Reels o Bogie



You lads an lasses a' that dwell

In the toun o Strathbogie,

Whene'er you meet a pretty lass,

Be shuir you tip her coggie.

The lads an lasses toy an kiss,

The lads ne'er think it is amiss

To bang the holes whereout they ****,

An that's the reels o Bogie.

There's Kent, an Keen, an Aiberdeen,

An the toun o Strathbogie,

Where every lad mey have his lass,

Nou that I've got my coggie.

They spreid wide their snaw-white thies

An rowe aboot their wanton een,

An when they see your pintle rise

They'll dance the reels o Bogie.

A trooper gaun ower the lea,

He swore that he wad steer me,

An lang before the brak o day,

He giggled, goggled near me.

He put a stiff thing in my hand,

I could not bear the bangin o't

But lang before he went awa

I suppled baith the ends o't.

His pintle was o largest size,

Indeed it was a banger,

He socht a prize between my thies

Till it became a hanger.

Haed you but seen the wee bit skin

-He haed to put his pintle in,

You'd sworn it was a chitterlin

Dancin the reels o Bogie.

He turned aboot to fire again

An gie me t'other sally,

An as he fired I ne'er retired

But received him in my alley.

His pebbles they went thump, thump,

Against my little wanton rump,

But suin I left him but the stump

To dance the reels o Bogie.

Said I, young man, mair you can't dae,

I think I've granted your desire,

By bobbin on my wanton clue,

You see your pintle's a' on fire.

When on my back I work like steel

An bar the door wi my left heel,

The mair you **** the less I feel,

An that's the reels o Bogie.

[Lulu2]

And how about one of his best? (Although I'm not sure many people know he wrote this.....)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And auld lang syne!

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld lang syne.

We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,

For auld lang syne.