THIS LIVELY PERFORMANCE OF *ADDRESS TO A TOOTHACHE*
GIVES AN INSIGHT INTO *PERFORMING POETRY* IN PUBLIC !
MY CURSE upon your venomed stang
That shoots my tortured gums alang
And thro my lugs* gies mony a twang Wi gnawing vengeance
Tearing my nerves wi biter pang
Like racking engines !
When fevers burn ~ or ague freezes
Rheumatics gnaw ~ of colic squeezes
Our neighbours sympathy may ease us
Wi pitying moan
But thee ~ thou hell o a diseases
Aye mocks our groan.
Adown my beard the slavers* trickle
I kick the wee stools oer the mickle*
As round the fire the giglets keckle*
To see me loup*
While raving mad ~ I wish a heckle*
Were in their doup*
O a the numerous human dools*
Ill har\'sts ~ daft bargains ~ cutty stools*
Or worthy friends racked i the mools*
Sad sight to see
The tricks o knaves ~ or fash o fools
Thou bear\'st the gree*
Where\'er that place be priests ca hell
Whence a the tones o mis\'ry yell
And ranked plagues their numbers tell
In dreadful raw
Thou TOOTHACHE surely bear\'st the bell
Amang them a !
O thou grim mischief-making chiel*
That gars the notes of discord squeal
Till daft mankind aft dance a reel
In gore a shoe-thick
Gie a the foes o Scotlands weal
A towmonds* TOOTHACHE !
Thanks for visiting ~ comments please ~ Love BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡
BURNS NIGHT is 25 JANUARY ~ Everywhere in the World !
The poem is presented in AULD HABBIE or BURNS METER !
8 8 8 5 8 5 and strict Rhyme Pattern a a a b a b. It is this that
makes it so so recitable. I (BRIAN) am a Performance Poet !
On or near Burns Night* I love tae gie a Talk on the Immortal
Bard often wi a Haggis an Neeps & Tatties and a wee dram !
Burns used this Structure to great effect in his Immortal Poems
To A Mouse ~ A Louse ~ A Daisy and dramatically *Address To
A Haggis* composed at the Dinner Table ~ just as Address to a
TOOTHACHE was composed in the Dentists Waiting Room !ic
BURNS is not just A Poet Genius ~ He is the IMMORTAL BARD ~
He is THE POETIC GENIUS ! Luv tae a\' BRIAN ~ 🧡🧡🧡
GLOSSARY ~ LUG = EAR ~ SLAVERS = SALIVA ~ MICKLE = ARMCHAIR
GIGLETS CACKLE = INFANTS LAUGH ~ LOUP = JUMP ~ HECKLE
COMB WITH STEEL TEETH FOR DRESSING FLAX & HEMP !
DOUP = BACKSIDE ! ~ DOOLS = WOES ~ HAR\'STS = HARVESTS
CUTTY STOOLS = CHURCH STOOLS OF REPENTANCE ~ MOOLS =
CRUMBLING EARTH (BURNS was a FARMER) ~ BEAR\'ST THE GREE =
TAKES THE PRIZE ~ CHIEL = FELLOW ~ TOWMOND = TWELVE-MONTH
Burns Poems were written (and recited) in Auld Scots ! To recite
them in TRANSLATION (into Queens English) is sacrilege to the
Immortal Bard ~ Robbie Burns. I apologise to any True Scots
reading this for any unintentional errors ! I realise I am on very
very sacred GROUND ! A TOAST in GLENLIVET to ROBBIE BURNS !