Frazer the Poet

Yes. I know it’s not Friday yet. But, gimme a break?

Dad’s Army. Frazer meets an American with this…..

I love Private Frazer – the archetypal dour Scot :o)

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, 
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, 
Welcome to your gory bed, 
Or to Victorie! 

Now's the day, and now's the hour; 
See the front o' battle lour; 
See approach proud Edward's power 
Chains and Slaverie! 

Wha will be a traitor knave? 
Wha can fill a coward's grave? 
Wha sae base as be a Slave? 
Let him turn and flie:

Wha, for Scotland's King and Law, 
Freedom's sword will strongly draw, 
Free-man stand, or Free-man fa', 
Let him follow me. 				

By Oppression's woes and pains! 
By your Sons in servile chains! 
We will drain our dearest veins, 
But they shall be free! 

Lay the proud Usurpers low! 
Tyrants fall in every foe! 
Liberty's in every blow! 
Let us Do- or Die!!!

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