Edgar Allen Poe's Address to a Haggis
Sausage in a stomach bag is what a Scotsman calls a haggis,
Soused and seethed to make him hale and hairy, louche and lickerish.
We who follow old instruction, kitchen-tested to destruction,
Now behold you, haggis in a bag, a Scottish hero's wish,
Spicy sausage so nutritious, a Hibernian hero's wish,
Swelling steaming on a dish,
Democratic, aromatic, lying lordly on a dish,
Unbelievably delish!
When the butcher has delivered of a sheep, heart, lungs and liver,
When the cook has added onion, oatmeal, suet, salt and spice,
Then she boils you in a copper for as long as she thinks proper,
Yes, she boils you, sacred sausage, for as long as will suffice.
Boils with turnips and potatoes for as long as will suffice,
For a gourmet paradise,
For a glory gustatory and a gourmet paradise,
You are naughty but so nice!
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