Like Flies to a Haggis

I have always been writing poems. As a child I wrote long, rhyming ballads; wretched tales of loss and hardship. Birthdays, Thanksgivings, Chanukahs have long been commemorated in verse, read aloud to my captive audiences. For twenty years in my corporate career, I have regaled my teams with annual poems to capture and celebrate the year’s achievements. I like to rhyme. So when my brother-in-law asked me to prepare a Toast to the Laddies at this year’s Burns Supper, a celebration of the great Scottish bard, I took to the task like flies to a haggis. Enjoy.

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