Kelly’s gerbil poem in Scots dialect
Posted by loirston in June 11, 2007 
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Comments(5) Read my Scots poem below and listen to me reading it here.
Teeny wee beasties,
Eating awa at their food,
A tak im oot,
N’d gae im a clap,
een runs awa.
A put the other een back,
Am greetin ti misel,
Mi Ma comes in i room
”Av foond im,” she says.
The gerbil gings back in ‘is cage,
Tiny wee beasties,
Safe and soond.
Great poem Kelly. I love the sound of some of these words, ‘gings’ is my favourite.
Reminds me of another wee beastie poem, can you guess which one?
This is a terrific poem, Kelly. I hope to read more of these.
Hi, Kelly here, I think the poem you are thinking of is about a mouse and it is by Robert Burns.
You are right Kelly, ‘To a Mouse’ is the one I was thinking about.