“ His knife see Rustic-labour dight,
An’ cut ye up wi’ ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!”
Glorious and delicious 
Slainte
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Not had haggis tonight sadly, but looking forward to them being discounted in my local supermarket in the next week or so, and I’ll lay in a stock. Nobody else in my household likes it, so it’s a pleasure reserved from when my shifts mean I’m dining alone.  |
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"“ His knife see Rustic-labour dight,
An’ cut ye up wi’ ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!”
Glorious and delicious
Slainte
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