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Burns Greeting 2024

The Year is Twenty TwentyFour The year is Twenty Twentyfour. Twa thousand and twa dozen Assailed a’ sides wi’ tales o’ woe, nae wonder heids are buzzin’ Mental health in disrepair. Aye, lockdown played a part But the issues go…
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Burns Greeting 2023

Burns an’ Hygge A winter o’ discontent for aw’ As honest workers strike a blaw Guid thochts can aften melt awa Amid viral spike Oor nation’s herts left tae thaw Snaw aff a dyke Too mony in this nation’s care In hoddin’…
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Burns Greeting 2022

WRITTEN IN THE STARS As the Wolf Moon wanes each Janwar It dims beside a blazing star That lights the night, brightest by far With verses glimmering Take in this literary quasar Stanzas shimmering No Hubble scope or lens required Just…
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Burns Greeting 2021

CCXV Paisley Burns Club (1805-2021) A Lockdown Tonic As Janwar’s winds blaw snell an’ keen So, let the oldest club convene Nae sherry sweet tae open the scene Tae oor Burns tribute Touch o’ a button lichts the screen Nae supper…
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Burns Greeting 2020

CCXV Paisley Burns Club (1805 – 2020) A decade gone in just a wink Wae scarcely time tae sit an’ think Politics taks us tae the brink New Brexit dawning While hopes fur peace start tae sink Missiles an’ bombing At oor Burns…
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Burns Greeting 2019

Ellisland, 13 December 1789 One dark, dank December night When ills of life had laid him low Burns picked up his nib to write Of human spirit’s ebb and flow A bard scarce able to lift his head His mind amok with ‘nervous disease’ Black…

Burns Greeting 2018

The Culture of Encounter Calls that our culture Embraces encounters And sparks connections With our fellow man But we put up walls Close off the borders Build up the barriers When in the same boat And big guns then boast Mine…
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2017 Greeting

As the Club Bard is this year’s President, the 2017 Club Greeting was written by our previous Bard, Tom Gibson. Greeting – As Aye! Janwar’ winds whaizle ower the Braes, Sheughs brimfu’ wi’ rain an’ wi’ snaw Whitters o’…
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Burns Greeting 2016

La plume est plus forte que l'epee The Tree o’ Liberty Had shed its precious fruit Before November's callous blast Silenced Bataclan’s boards And cast the City of Lights Into sorrowful shadow With ‘Je Suis Charlie’ Ready…

2015 Greeting

A LION ONCE RAMPANT A lion once rampant With blue tongue and claw Limps into the New Year A thorn in his paw His proud mane is matted Hishide in tatters War, it has raged on Constitutionalmatters A campaign so bitter Stripped…