Drams and Dust

With haggis-and-neeps night looming yet again, I recalled a  1996 volume of poetry produced by Greit Bogill Publications, entitled Mr Burns For Supper. It featured around 100 pages of work by the great, the good, and yours truly.

When I submitted my contributions, I scrawled a clerihew on the outside of the envelope. The editors decided it should be published in the inside of the book. Here it is (best read, perhaps, after a few single malts):

Stephen Spender
went on a bender
and got drink-sodden
with W H Auden.

And in the interests of topicality:

Rabbie Burns
took it in turns
to empty glasses
and fulfil lassies.

And one for the lassies:

Mr Hoover
made a dirt remover
to brighten the lives
of housewives.

Enough!

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