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They just keep getting better and better. I’m a real fan.

Clanjamfrie I had to write this poem because they complained about the one before it, they didn’t like the line, ‘They keep getting larger and larger’

 

 Clanjamfrie Examined Explained

 

Clanjamfrie:

A disparaging rabble

A mixed bag

As in the Poem

‘Clanjamfrie’

The poem that no one understands:

Mars is braw I crammasy,

Venus in agreen silk goun

The auld mune shaks her gawden feathers

Their starry talk’s a wheen o blethers

Nane for thee a throchtie sparin

Earth, thou bonnie broukit bairn

Let me explain

Translate

(Mars is braw I crammasy,)

If thev ivver fEalt lark fivvers

ligged yer oot o backend

wi nowt bu yer vestments

(Venus in agreen silk goun)

Sithee thess rear as Otley maAdens

(The auld mune shaks her gawden feathers)

Reckonin ti beA sparrer i’evens

(Their starry talk’s a wheen o blethers)

Quit mitherin an gerron wi job

(Nane for thee a throchtie sparin)

Monny a mickel maks a muckle

(Earth, thou bonnie broukit bairn)

As yam as owt wi nar pilava

But greet

And in you’re tears ye’ll droon

The hail CLANJAMFRIE