Monday 1 December 2014

A Scottish fun poem@ Is a doo a dove Dad by Jim Douglas

IS A DOO A DOVE DAD
BY JIM DOUGLAS

collared doves
twin doos photography by annmackiemiller

Is a doo a dove/ Is a cow a coo Dad

A sparrow jist a spyug
And is a wall a waw Dad

Is a dog a dug
She's gonnae warm ma ear Dad

 Instead o' skelp ma lug.

Ma teacher's awfy posh Dad
 She changes aw oor names
Wee Shuggie now is Hugh Dad

And Jimmy's ayeways James
Ah'm scunnered wi' it aw Dad

The way she shoogles words
Ah must be glaickit no 'tae ken

That feathered friends are burds.

Ye learnt me aw wrong Dad
Ye cawd a ball a baw
Your wife is now my Mother
You said it wis ma Maw
Ah'm no share hoo tae spell Dad

Ah'll niver pass ma test
Whit is this ah'm wearin' Dad’

A simmet or a vest?

Ah gave ma nose a dicht Dad
When it began tae dreep
She gave me sich a fricht Dad

Ah near fall aff ma seat
“Haven't you a handkerchief”

She roared as if in pain
No, ah jist yase ma sleeve, Miss 

And wiped ma nose again.

Ah cawd a mouse a moose Dad
Ah shid hiv held ma tongue
That's manure oan yir bits Dad

Nae longer is it dung
It's turnips and potatoes

No tatties noo and neeps
She said I've ripped my trousers

When ah'd only torn ma breeks.
There's twa words fir awthin' Dad
They're jumbled in ma heed
Hoo kin I be well bred Dad

When ah keep sayin' breed
Now is a crow a craw Dad

 Is a bull a bull

A'll try tae get it richt Dad
I will, I will, ah wul

AND IF YOU WANT TO HEAR IT SUNG.... 

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