Ode to a Haggis
Posted by Norm Bindon
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like ony ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin', rich
From ode to a Haggis
On the eve of Robbie's birthday the Rotary Club of Brampton gathered to honour the Haggis and the Immortal Bard. Dr. Dave has been practicing; and we don't mean medicine. His pipes sent a shiver up the spine as the Haggis was marched in
The eternal question came to mind: Why do Dr. Dave and his cohorts get to drink drambuie, the drink that satisfies, while the rest of us have to find our satisfaction elsewhere?
Bino's talents were put to the test but still the Haggis tasted like some sort of oatmeal and offal mixture stuffed in a sheep's stomach.
The Pipes and Drums of the Lorne Scotts Regiment make us proud to support them. They were presented with a cheque for $3500 to assist with the purchase of uniforms and instruments.