Brief response in the Ulster-Scots Standard Habbie verse form, to a poorly written doggerel by the Right Honourable Sammy Wilson, MP for East Antrim, attempting to lampoon the Health Minister as a spoil sport in the midst of a pandemic.
Hark tha mensefu Angels sing
Rabin sang shouldnae ding
far tha maist o boadies sing
an speel abeen
Sammy nonsense, sic a bing
saft heided wheen
Subsequent Habbie scrieved in tha spirit o anither Sammy – Sammy Thomson of Carngranny, for some tha faither o tha Ulster-Scots poetic tradition, an poetic correspondent for tha Northern Star newspaper, 1792 to 1797.
Sammy lay tha rhymes alane
dinnae tax yer gye squid brane
o rhymin skill ye hae nane
yoon, settle doon
lament tha couplets you hae slain
ye muckle loon

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