Fundamental Truth

Poststructural Pub
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GREEN GROW THE RASHES, O

Bobbie Burns

There’s nought but care on ev’ry han’,
In every hour that passes, O
What signifies the life o’ man,
An’ 'twere na for the lasses, O.

Chorus

Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e’er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O,


The warl’y race may riches chase,
An’ riches still may fly them, O
An’ tho’ at last they catch them fast,
Their hearts can ne’er enjoy them, O.

Chorus

Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e’er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O,


But gie me a cannie hour at e’en,
My arms about my dearie, O,
An’ warl’y cares an’ war’ly men
May a’ gae tapsalteerie, O!

Chorus

Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e’er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O,


For you sae douce, ye sneer at this
Ye’re nought but senseless asses, O
The wisest man the warl’ e’er saw,
He dearly lov’d the lasses, O.

Chorus

Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e’er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O,


Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, O
Her prentice han’ she try’d on man,
An’ then she made the lasses, O.

Chorus

Green grow the rashes, O
Green grow the rashes, O
The sweetest hours that e’er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O,

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There’s nought but care on ev’ry han’,
In every hour that passes, O
What signifies the life o’ man,
An’ 'twere na for the lasses, O.

Lechery. Filth. Corruption.

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Wisdom. Appropriate recognition.

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Where do I sign up?

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I have to say that every rash I’ve ever grown was more red than green… :smiling_imp:

Redwolf

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I never said it wasn’t lechery, filth and corruption.
Only that it was the fundamental truth.

As an undergraduate philosophy paper once put it:
‘The meaning of life is found only in snatches.’

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I had better add that I think this is a beautiful
poem. There is a gorgeous rendition of it
as a song (it seems from the liner notes
that Burns wrote the tune, but I’m not certain)
on Cherish the Ladies, New Day Dawning.

The Fundamental Truth is that the
greatest good for men isn’t to be found in
riches and power but in the company of women
and in making love to them.

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Does that make this guy a saint? →

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For you sae douce, ye sneer at this
Ye’re nought but senseless asses, O
The wisest man the warl’ e’er saw,
He dearly lov’d the lasses, O.

That would be Jesus, yes?

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Absolutely! :wink:

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qloA2p28VMk

Burns’ sanitised version :laughing: :laughing: This one is for Moonlight.

The words to the non sanitised original version :smiling_imp: :smiling_imp:

http://sniff.numachi.com/pages/tiGRRASH2;ttGRRASH.html

David

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I’m sorry . . . I seem to be missing the connection with skin disorders. This isn’t about VD?

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:laughing: :snerk: :laughing:

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I grade AP exams (high school standardized tests for college level credit) Once a year for seven days running. [It’s like summer camp in the gulag.]

Anyways, when Lady Fortune smiles on us, we get essays with gems like this in them. Thank you :slight_smile:

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My favorite tune of his has always been

Rantin’ Rovin’ Robin (I named one of my skyes that) Quite the birthday song he wrote for himself, and the day is almost upon us.

Even though he was a scoundrel, there is something about a fellow who appreciates us so. :stuck_out_tongue:

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SIGH! There really is, isn’t there :stuck_out_tongue:

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To all the girls :slight_smile:

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Robert or Rabbie please, no Bobbie.

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It was only thanks to Providence that I had no coffee in my mouth when I looked upon this.

But “green grow the rashes, O”… get thee to a pharmacist, Rabbie. Now.