A Toast to the Laddies

A lass without her laddie
Is a sorry sight to see.
Like a haggis without the oatmeal.
Or a golf ball without a tee.
Or a kilt without the tartan
Or which doesn't show the knee
WIthout a laddie for a husband,
the nights are long and cold.
We know this for a fact because
By Burns we have been told.
For all that and all that,
He says the man's the gold.
Wo if a lassie wants a laddie,
She need not search the whole world o'er,
But hust turn her e'e to Scotland, and
Find what she's looking for.
For the bonnie flow'r of Scotland
Is one that never wilts.
And it makes a lassie say with pride --
"Down with trousers! Up with kilts!"
Lassies -- Please raise your glasses now and
join with me in a toast --
To the Laddies!