Found 25th Jan 2009
25 January 2009 marks 250 years to the day since Scotland's national poet was born.

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O, My Luve is Like a Red Red Rose.

O, my luve is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my luve is like a melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I,
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi the sun!
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho it were ten thousand mile!

We had our Burns night last night as hubby is at work tonight, we had friends round and had the haggis xx the men had a couple of whiskeys to wash it down too

is that why its called that then? Ya know i never knew that.
Can learn even at my age.
So Happy burns night all

burns night :?

is hannah is cooking again :thinking:
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