Poem by Robert Burns

Epitaph on John Dove, Innkeeper, Mauchline

Here lies Johnny Pidgeon;
What was his religion?
  	Wha e’er desires to ken,
To some other warl’
Maun follow the carl,
  	For here Johnny Pidgeon had nane! 

Strong ale was ablution,
Small beer persecution,
  	A dram was memento mori;
But a full flowing bowl
Was the saving his soul,
  	And port was celestial glory.

1. I Gaed a Waefu' Gate Yestreen
2. Blythe Was She
3. The Banks of Nith (THE THAMES flows proudly to the sea)
4. The Flowery Banks of Cree
5. Gala Water

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