| Humor Poetry posted December 15, 2010 |
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Yea shidnae squeeze the pimples( updated.)
Tae a Pimple(Plook) Now with sound.
by alexgardiner
To listen to this poem click the wee wee arrow below next to the wee lude speekir graphic.
Wee wee stupid iritatein' thing,
tae ma esteem self doubt yea bring. Wan minit yer no tae be seen, the nixt yer oan ma face like a wee rid bean. Jings here we go again wance mair, anither pimple,s'no blidy fair. Dinny ken whare you came frae, it wisnae oan ma face yesterday. Noo this time yer coloured green, way a slight hint o' a pinkish sheen. Aw colours yea cum oan ma face, kid yea no get loast in anither place? Aye rid wans,pink wans, green an' yellow tae. whare yea cum frae am no blidy ofay. A keep ma skin pristeen clean, an it's no been in places it shouldna' been. Yea shidnae squeeze the pimples oan yer face, no even oan oany ither place. Sum say the yellow wans are the wurst, cos' if yea touch them they blidy burst. Sum folks dinny get plooks or pimples oanywhare, blidy nora that's jist no blidy fair. Ah oanly git them oan ma face, an no oan oany ither place. So a guess am lucky that's the case, bit ah still hate them oan ma face. Ah dae ken folks whay get them ivery whare, an sum o' those places kin be aufie sair. Nae matter,ah wull stull hate them oan ma face, an' a wid rather hiv them oany ither place. There they widnae be easy seen, that wee wee tiny stupid rid rid bean. Except if yea wir in a nudist place, yea widnae be able tae hide it oan yer face. Naw, nae plook or pimple ,nae matter whare it was, kid yea hide tae serve yer shynis cause. Naked wae aw yer plookie pimples fur aw tae see, pimple iverywhare, mulliuns tae the enth degree. Stondin' there naked wae yer nudist chum, an'he says; ....Yev gote anither rid pimple oan yer blidy bum:( The Auld Yin. |
A wee sample o' Scoatish vernacular.
Anither = another
Pimple = the Scottish for a pimple = plook
Plooks = pimples usually the yellow wans
Biopsy = a stupid idea
Knackered = bawless..(Hey Jimmy it wid freeze the baws oaf a brass monkey.)
Sair = sore
Tatties = Potatoes
Beryl = Frustration
Wance = Once (Listen carefully I will tell you this only once)
Wheeshed = Be Quiet. ( Hud yer wheeshed or a wull lam yer bum)
Breed = Bread
Oaf = off
Blidy Nora = Scottish exclamation!!!! Means Blidy Nora!!!
Jings = Oh dear!! Oh Bugger! Aw naw!!
Gawin' = Going
Unnerstondin' = understanding
Wurd = word
Lude = loud
Pronoonced = Pronounced
Amber Fluid = Whisky
Cawed = called
Amung = among
Muckle = very large, blidy big, no blidy wee.( Jings jimmy's gote muckle He -Haws!)
Stoaped = stopped
Sic = such ( sic a tiny wee thingie) Even wee-er whin it's very cold.
Furst = first
Wurst = worse
Mingin' = Smelly.Jings you feet are mingin'
Peekit = Off colour'.pinched face..yea look Peekit hen, are yea a wee bit tired?
Scoatish = Summer' Whin the sun cums oot..Furst an' second July.
Indian Summer = Whin the sun cums oot mair than three times in a row.
Lang summer =A fenominum'In yer dreams Jimmy.
Shite =Polite Scottish description, a compliment. Similar to cow dung
Stoor = Dust
Sleekit = underhanded, sneaky 'Ah wouldnae trust yon sleekit wee bugger wi' the ship's cat'
Troos'. =.short shorts worn under the kilt, for the purpose of not scaring the public.
Willie = From a laddie's thingie. 'Hey, Jeannie! The wind lifted yon sojer's kilt an Ah seen his willie. Wisnae wearin' the troos. Muckle willie it wis, tae. Must be frae Edinburgh!'
Thanks The Auld Yin.
Listen to this poem as you read. Click the wee wee arrow next to the wee lude speekir graphic above the pictur o' ' Pimply face.'.
I use the Scottish vernacular in 90% of my poems. The musical sounds and twists of the Scottish words used famously by 'Robert Burns' gives colour and with a little imagination and patience from the reader, makes for a experience in poetry which differs from the usual. They say the English language is hard to master. Here all you need as I have mentioned is patience of mind and no preconceived ideas as to what is normal.
I know that some still cannot get used to the idea of this vernacular. I do apologize ; however if I do not use this dialect there would be no point in me writing at all. It is different I know but there is enough beautiful /English' poems on FanStory that it should not matter. So, as it gives me great deal of pleasure I hope you do not mind me carrying on with this style. Thank you:) :) :): :)
Pays
one point
and 2 member cents. Anither = another
Pimple = the Scottish for a pimple = plook
Plooks = pimples usually the yellow wans
Biopsy = a stupid idea
Knackered = bawless..(Hey Jimmy it wid freeze the baws oaf a brass monkey.)
Sair = sore
Tatties = Potatoes
Beryl = Frustration
Wance = Once (Listen carefully I will tell you this only once)
Wheeshed = Be Quiet. ( Hud yer wheeshed or a wull lam yer bum)
Breed = Bread
Oaf = off
Blidy Nora = Scottish exclamation!!!! Means Blidy Nora!!!
Jings = Oh dear!! Oh Bugger! Aw naw!!
Gawin' = Going
Unnerstondin' = understanding
Wurd = word
Lude = loud
Pronoonced = Pronounced
Amber Fluid = Whisky
Cawed = called
Amung = among
Muckle = very large, blidy big, no blidy wee.( Jings jimmy's gote muckle He -Haws!)
Stoaped = stopped
Sic = such ( sic a tiny wee thingie) Even wee-er whin it's very cold.
Furst = first
Wurst = worse
Mingin' = Smelly.Jings you feet are mingin'
Peekit = Off colour'.pinched face..yea look Peekit hen, are yea a wee bit tired?
Scoatish = Summer' Whin the sun cums oot..Furst an' second July.
Indian Summer = Whin the sun cums oot mair than three times in a row.
Lang summer =A fenominum'In yer dreams Jimmy.
Shite =Polite Scottish description, a compliment. Similar to cow dung
Stoor = Dust
Sleekit = underhanded, sneaky 'Ah wouldnae trust yon sleekit wee bugger wi' the ship's cat'
Troos'. =.short shorts worn under the kilt, for the purpose of not scaring the public.
Willie = From a laddie's thingie. 'Hey, Jeannie! The wind lifted yon sojer's kilt an Ah seen his willie. Wisnae wearin' the troos. Muckle willie it wis, tae. Must be frae Edinburgh!'
Thanks The Auld Yin.
Listen to this poem as you read. Click the wee wee arrow next to the wee lude speekir graphic above the pictur o' ' Pimply face.'.
I use the Scottish vernacular in 90% of my poems. The musical sounds and twists of the Scottish words used famously by 'Robert Burns' gives colour and with a little imagination and patience from the reader, makes for a experience in poetry which differs from the usual. They say the English language is hard to master. Here all you need as I have mentioned is patience of mind and no preconceived ideas as to what is normal.
I know that some still cannot get used to the idea of this vernacular. I do apologize ; however if I do not use this dialect there would be no point in me writing at all. It is different I know but there is enough beautiful /English' poems on FanStory that it should not matter. So, as it gives me great deal of pleasure I hope you do not mind me carrying on with this style. Thank you:) :) :): :)
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