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Scottish woman, 77, reads a coronavirus poem to residents at her care home


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This brilliant video shows Maggie Burns, 77, reading out a poem about coronavirus to an audience in her care home.

Maggie, who’s living in Heatherfield Care Home in Armadale, West Lothian, Scotland, took over the reading from a member of staff after she mispronounced some words.

A care home worker found the poem, called Tae a Virus, on Facebook and started reading it aloud to residents.

Maggie quickly corrected some of the mispronunciations in her thick Scots accent, so was invited to read it out herself – which she did with aplomb.

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The poem, written by Willie Sinclair, was inspired by Rabbie Burns’ poem, To a Mouse.

Maggie read out a Robert Burns inspired poem directed at coronavirus (Picture: Jenni Mack / SWNS.COM)

Maggie said: ‘We’ve survived world wars, we will survive this’.

The poem made reference to past pandemics including ebola, and made jokes about how ‘Corona used tae be a beer’, and ‘Nae shakin hawns, or peckin lips’.

The poem in full:

Tae a virus

Twa months ago, we didna ken,
yer name or ocht aboot ye
But lots of things have changed since then,
I really must salute ye

Yer spreading rate is quite intense,
yer feeding like a gannet
Disruption caused, is so immense,
ye’ve shaken oor wee planet.

Corona used tae be a beer,
they garnished it wae limes
But noo it’s filled us awe wae fear
These days, are scary times.

Nae shakin hawns, or peckin lips,
it’s whit they awe advise
But scrub them weel, richt tae the tips,
that’s how we’ll awe survive

Just stay inside, the hoose, ye bide
Nae sneakin oot for strolls
Just check the lavvy every hoor
And stock-take, your, loo rolls

Our holidays have been pit aff
Noo that’s the Jet2 patter
Pit oan yer thermals, have a laugh
And paddle ‘ doon the waater ‘

Canary isles, no for a while
Nae need for suntan cream
And awe because o this wee bug
We ken tae be..19

The boredom surely will set in,
But have a read, or doodle
Or plan yer menu for the month
Wi 95 pot noodles.

When these run oot, just look aboot
A change, it would be nice
We’ve beans and pasta By the ton
and twenty stane o rice.

So dinny think yell wipe us oot
Aye true, a few have died
Bubonic, bird flu, and Tb
They came, they left, they tried

Ye might be gallus noo ma freen
As ye jump fae cup tae cup
But when we get oor vaccine made
Yer number will be up.

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