SCOTS Project - www.scottishcorpus.ac.uk Document : 376 Title : The lasses take the biscuit, O! Author(s): Michael Hamish Glen Copyright holder(s): Michael Hamish Glen Text 1. Two hundred years and more have gone, Since Robert died. In vain, not one, (They give us cause for having fun) For still his exploits with us run. He knew ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 2. It's to the lads I speak tonight - O Lord you make a winsome sight, (Just clean your lips of that last bite!) With waistcoats fine, and pates so bright! But ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 3. When anxious hands are wont to tell, Where luscious treasure trove may dwell, In grassy grove or ferny dell (Where organs have been known to swell). O! dear ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 4. And if you long for mountain tops, Where silken mist so gently drops (With clefts to linger in, perhaps), Forget old Jura with her Paps. For ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 5. At fall of dusk, or after dark (Now, there's the time to make your mark), When roaming through a bushy park, Below her skirt you'll chance to lark. O! yes ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 6. When restless eyes are casting round And fertile thoughts in you abound, She'll pull your trousers to the ground! (Make sure, of course, she's no gay hound.) Yes, lads ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 7. When overwhelmed by thoughts salacious, Care not a docken to be gracious; For girls in teens can be rapacious (With parts against you quite capacious). Devil knows ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 8. Care not that one small lively sperm (Its freedom might not last its term), Could cause such awful fear and harm. The bull in you would fill a farm! O! Lord ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 9. If naughty nukie's what you dare (And every fellow likes his share), Of whisky you must take great care Lest nights of passion perish bare. O! ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 10. For, if your friend's John Barleycorn, Go easy, for he'll shrink your horn (Like any babe's, just newly born), And bring out shrieks of heartless scorn. You know ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 11. But, when blust'ry days are memory's name, And power to fill her womb is lame, Look softly at your chosen dame (In hope she's blind to all your shame). Yes, well ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 12. When illness hits you like a stone, Or when you've got a broken bone (You're shuffling, sickly, all alone), They cosset you with tender tone. O! ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 13. But if they're limping on one leg (Like Cousin Nellie's wooden peg), They never moan or whine or beg; A northern lass is no dull dreg. For, remember ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 14. When winds are cursed that blow from south (And rattle teeth in every mouth), To name the blast would be uncouth; Now lads, there rests a single truth. Yes, yes ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 15. O! O! but, if your loins have expectation (Of deep and sumptious penetration), Just knuckle down - to rich temptation! And roar in brazen delectation. O! man ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! 16. So, stretch your hand out, trusty peers (For now my chatter's outcome nears), And hoist your glass with lusty cheers, To call a toast to last for years! Come on, you tom-cats! ... The lasses bake ... The lasses break ... The lasses take the biscuit, O! To the lasses! This work is protected by copyright. All rights reserved. The SCOTS Project and the University of Glasgow do not necessarily endorse, support or recommend the views expressed in this document. Information about document and author: Text Text audience Other: Done for fun for those not able to understand original. Audience size: 3-5 Writer knew intended audience: Text details Method of composition: Wordprocessed Year of composition: 1995 Title of original (if translation): The Lassies tak the Bannock, O! Author of original (if translation): Michael Hamish Glen Language of original (if translation): Scots Word count: 687 General description: Translation of verse eulogy to 'The Lassies' originally in Burns' style. Text medium Other: printed document Text setting Leisure/entertainment: Text type Poem/song/ballad: Author Author details Author id: 609 Forenames: Michael Hamish Surname: Glen Gender: Male Decade of birth: 1940 Educational attainment: Highers/A-levels Age left school: 18 Upbringing/religious beliefs: Atheist Occupation: Writer/Heritage management consultant Place of birth: Bearsden Region of birth: Dunbarton Birthplace CSD dialect area: Dnbt Country of birth: Scotland Place of residence: Tarbert Region of residence: Argyll Residence CSD dialect area: Arg Country of residence: Scotland Father's occupation: Chartered Accountant Father's place of birth: Cambuslang Father's region of birth: Lanark Father's birthplace CSD dialect area: Lnk Father's country of birth: Scotland Mother's occupation: Lawyer Mother's place of birth: Glasgow Mother's region of birth: Glasgow Mother's birthplace CSD dialect area: Gsw Mother's country of birth: Scotland Languages: Language: English Speak: Yes Read: Yes Write: Yes Understand: Yes Circumstances: All circumstances Language: French Speak: Yes Read: Yes Write: Yes Understand: Yes Circumstances: On holiday, not entirely fluent Language: Gaelic; Scottish Gaelic Speak: No Read: No Write: Yes Understand: No Circumstances: Used in commissioned writing with help of speakers Language: Italian Speak: Yes Read: No Write: Yes Understand: Yes Circumstances: A little written and spoken Language: Scots Speak: Yes Read: Yes Write: Yes Understand: Yes Circumstances: In commissioned and personal writing and conversat