Dear Anna
Im eating my haggis as we speak
All vegitarians must think me weak
And I know its made fae aw the sheep thats shite
I know its wrong, but it tastes so right

As the great chieftan O the puddin race
Hes welcome ony time oan ma plate
Lungs, heart, entrails and liver
Sic a taste makes my insides quiver

And to the Bard these words I say
Rabbie thank you for this special day
When Oer the world on this burns night
The haggis is sic a wondrous sight
As hes piped tae the table in all his splendour

And to those who have to suffer me tommorrow
For the wind I, ll have, you have my sorrow
And this alone proves Anna right
Its because I ate a pun O shite

Kevin Campbell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-anna-russel-a-reply-to-a-vegitarian-on-burns-night-287/