The Shire ~ Tattie Scone

Over time one will acquire
The banter deemed fit
For The Shire...

"Ah've seen bigger blisters on a tattie scone"
Slapped my arse
Pint of bitter gone
"Yi could slice a steak wi the edge of that nose"
"Your dimpled red goblet
Is a beauty I suppose?"
"Oi! Ah didnae mean tae cause a stir"
"Well I'd keep your remarks
To yourself then Sir"
"Ah see ah see, calm doon wee hen
Ah wis only playin' wi yi
Mon, be a fren"

He shook my hand
And from then on
I called myself...
The Tattie Scone.


©Shay Crinkle 2014