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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 |