Modern Version of Burns Ode To The Haggis
June 14, 2009 by The Laird
Filed under The Scottish Haggis
This page is not just for those struggled to fully understand the original Version by Robert Burns himself but is an attempt to introduce modern day readers to the ideas behind the original verse written in the Scots Tongue used by some in the days of Robert Burns.
If you prefer to read the original version as written and spoken by Robert Burns you can go to by clicking here http://scottishjerk.com/08/burns-poem-to-the-haggis/
The Modern Address “To the Haggis” By Rabbie Burns
Fair is your honest happy face
Great chieftain of the pudding race
Above them all you take your place
Stomach, tripe or guts
Well are you worthy of a grace
As long as my arm
The groaning platter there you fill
Your buttocks like a distant hill
Your skewer would help to repair a mill
In time of need
While through your pores the juices emerge
Like amber beads
His knife having seen hard labour wipes
And cuts you up with great skill
Digging into your gushing insides bright
Like any ditch
And then oh what a glorious sight
Warm steaming, rich
Then spoon for spoon
They stretch and strive
Devil take the last man, on they drive
Until all their well swollen bellies
Are bent like drums
Then, the old gent most likely to rift (burp)
Be thanked, mumbles
Is there that over his French Ragout
Or olio that would sicken a pig
Or fricassee would make her vomit
With perfect disgust
Looks down with a sneering scornful opinion
On such a dinner
Poor devil, see him over his trash
As week as a withered rush (reed)
His spindle-shank a good whiplash
His clenched fist the size of a nut.
Through a bloody flood and battle field to dash
Oh how unfit
But take note of the strong haggis fed Scot
The trembling earth resounds his tread
Clasped in his large fist a blade
He’ll make it whistle
And legs and arms and heads he will cut off
Like the tops of thistles
You powers who make mankind your care
And dish them out their meals
Old Scotland wants no watery food
That splashes in dishes
But if you wish her grateful prayer
Give her a haggis!
Enjoy both versions of the haggis poem then tuck into a honorable feast of Haggis and neeps washed down with a good supply of Scotch whisky before joining in the reels bagpipe music.
Ron
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