Ode To A Scottish Lass Her long brown hair tossed about by the breeze Strong Scottish lass, now, do as you please Charm with your laugh and dance the whole night away Two-step in Texas, hey, whadda you say? Her voice is a melody, more like a song Than a statement of fact, hey, what's right is not wrong Aye, she's sweeter than honey, boy, but watch what you say She may hook you and you'll just be carried away Oh, Hazel, your eyes have a story to tell A song and a dance, Lord, a ring and a bell And when you're through speaking the whole world will see What a wonderful woman you are to me 'Andy Guess  ©1992 [About The Poet]     [How Could I Ask For More?] [A Sweeter Dragon Flame]     [The Devil and the Fourth of July] [Wrestling Hemingway]     [Wiggleworm]     [Short-Timer]     [Song of Extancy] [A Silent Paean]     [When Leaves Fall]     [Bipolarity]     [Weeping Willows] [Rainbow Color Reality]     [Hear The Mountains Calling]     [A Matter of Time] [Fair and Moldy Muse]     [Ode to a Scottish Lass] [In Praise of Earth and Sky and Sea] [Understanding Anne Sexton] [Home]    [What's New] [Short Stories]    [Philosophy]    [Forums] [Webrings]    [Biographies]    [Site Index]    [Contact] [Extras]    [Links]    [Copyright] <top>