Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Scottish Humour

Scottish Love Poem

A' coorse ah love ye darlin'

Ye're a bloody tap notch burd.

An' when ah say ye're gorgeous

Ah mean iv'ry single word.

So yer bum is oan the big side

Ah don't mind a bit o flab.

It means that whin ah'm ready

There's somethin' therr tae grab.

So yer belly isny flat nae merr

Ah tell ye, ah don't cerr.

So long as when ah cuddle ye

I cin get mah erms roon' therr.

Nae wummin wha is your age

Hiz nice roon' perky breasts.

They jist gave in tae gravity

Bit ah know ye did yer best

Ah'm tellin ye the truth noo

Ah nivir tell ye lies.

Ah think its very sexy

Thit ye've goat dimples oan yer thighs.

Ah swerr oan mah grannies grave noo

The moment thit we met.

Ah thocht ye wiz as guid as

Ah wiz ivir goanie get.

Nae maitter whit ye look like

Ah'll aywiz love ye dear.

Noo shut up while the fitba's oan

An' fetch anither beer!

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