Seeking Asylum

[Chookie]

When I come to Scotland first

for Scotland culture I have thirst.

I live near football ground Ibrox,

folk look at me like I had pox.

Helping here the polis disnae,

I think I safer back in Grozny.

Then come to Fife where joining queue,

outside temple called Burroo.

Go inside, where wait in line

Someone say “Come here, write name

Then she give me lots of ackers.

I say “Much is thanking you.

She look at like as if I quackers,

Says “Back next week, we give you same.



To other temple then I go

Attending rite they call “The Bingo

Where man call out the holy numbers

“Fat Ladies, “Legs and “Maggies Den

fat wife shour “House and people moan,

“Jesus Christ, no’ her again!

Fife people good, they give me telly,

plenty food for fill my belly,

I live in town they call Kirkcaldy,

But I no like they call me “Baldy.

They give me house with glass in windae,

Locks on doors and working cludgie,

Tell me “ Mind, you keep your Lords’ day,

We give you house, but buy own budgie.

[minks]

I like it

[Chookie]

Ta much.

No translation needed?