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A few years ago my son attended Guelph University in Guelph, Ontario.
To my surprise he summoned me to attend the Tribute to Robby Burns.
Well I am so fascinated with my son on stage I showed up with a friend.
This is something to see my Afro Caribbean Canadian offspring in a Kilt.
The words of Robby Burns set to music which was a great hoot to me.
My son on stage with the twang or brogue of a Scotsman well I thought..
Many thoughts I hope that kilt is fastened securely joked my friend and I.
We laughed about the Front seat; the whole auditorium as well in trouble.
Well he had a solo and from the word go the crowd were in stitches.
Well I was not aware Robby Burns was so much a kinky rouge.
The Fans of Robby Burns or Robert Burns enjoyed every rendition.
Look forward to Haggis with a brogue which kept the performance alive.
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Hello Neil Davis,
Reading the above poem, I recollect my visit to Robert Burns" place Eyre in 1989. I would like to share two pictures of the bard's museum and the famous cottage.
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