Wearing my kilt is so much fun <br />Except in winter when not much sun <br />Chill blanes in some funny places <br />You can see embarrassment on my face <br /> <br />Keep your legs shut was the shout <br />When I sat down with legs spread out <br />Must remember when on the bus <br />Keep my legs shut it’s a must <br /> <br />My sporn it is clean and bright <br />Money tuck in deep inside <br />Woolly socks up to my knee’s <br />They help stop that winter breeze <br /> <br />Got to watch out for the wind <br />Or kilt will be up round my chin <br />Wee nessy he will be all bare <br />If that wind shoots right up there <br /> <br />Proud of Scotland I must say <br />I’m true Scottish in every way <br />Girls blush as they go by <br />Say who the heck is this guy <br /> <br />Chellaston <br />04 03 2010<br /><br />Jim O'Donnell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-kilt/
