Ode to a Kilt
By Theresa Henry-Smith
(good for a toast to the lads)
As a lass, let me tell you
What sets girls afire,
Is a type of wool cloth
That is worn by the squire.
There’s not any question
That a lad is street-smart in
A fine pleated kilt
With his proud family tartan.
We lasses delight
At the gustiest breeze,
As we might catch a glance
Of a masculine knee!
The mystery and wonder
Of what lies underneath,
Gives the kilt its appeal,
And even comic relief!
So kick up your brogans
And let’s toast a wee dram,
As while shorts make the boy,
T’is the kilt makes a man!
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