**It's Robert Burns night here today, in Scotland. Here's a ..
Added 2024-01-25 10:21:12 +0000 UTC**It's Robert Burns night here today, in Scotland. Here's a wee poem by the man himself** 🥃
*I gaed a waefu' gate yestreen,
A gate I fear I'll dearly rue;
I gat my death frae twa sweet een,
Twa lovely een o' bonny blue.
'Twas not her golden ringlets bright,
Her lips like roses wat wi' dew,
Her heaving bosom lily white;-
It was her een sae bonny blue*
