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. The Flowery Banks of Cree
2. Farewell, Thou Stream
3. The Day Returns
4. As Down the Burn They Took Their Way
5. Theniel Menzies’ Bonnie Mary

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