Toom is my Tassie, <br /> O'how I wish it were <br /> Fu' O' Bree, <br /> To take away thy thirst <br /> From my yell throat, <br /> Though cool it may be. <br /> Many days I have traveled <br /> An' been reestit by the sun. <br /> Though my sark covers my back <br /> Still I feel the burn. <br /> Pray not for bield against <br /> the sun, nor for snaw, <br /> but for a Tassie Fu' O' Bree <br /> An' for the winds tae blaw.<br /><br />Alexander Bryce<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-i-long-for-a-drink/
