Poems by Robert Burns

Presented by the RBWF

To Dr. John Mackenzie – [To Dr. John Mackenzie]

FRIDAY first 's the day appointed
By our Right Worshipful Anointed,
To hold our grand Procession,
To get a blade o' Johnie's Morals,
An' taste a swatch o' Manson's barrels,
I' the way of our Profession:
Our Master and the Brotherhood
Wad a' be glad to see you;
For me, I wad be mair than proud
To share the MERCIES wi' you.
If Death then wi' skaith then
Some mortal heart is hechtin,
Inform him, an' storm him,
That SATURDAY ye'll fecht him.