To Hell With Swords and Garter

January 25, 2011 (Day 360) — To Hell With Swords and Garter Let other poets raise a fracas ‘Bout vines, an’ wines, an’ dru’ken Bacchus, An’ crabbit names and stories wrack us, An’ grate our lug, I sing the juice Scotch bear can mak us, In glass or jug. O, thou, my Muse! guid auld […]