Who said poetry had to be all that mushy-gushy stuff? Certainly not that right bard o' Scotland, Robert Burns.
So how can you enjoy Burns today? There are more traditional ways:
1. Read through one of his lesser known poems. The Louse perhaps.
3. Learn the words to Auld Lang Syne so you're not always mumbling through them.
4. Write a poem to your favorite food like Burns did.
5. Or if you must inject luv' into the day. Start your Valentine's preparation now and memorize the lovely, sixteen lines of "O My Love's Like a Red, Red Rose." [Or if ten thousand miles is a bit long, serenade your loved one with the Proclaimers' "I'm Gonna Be (500 miles)."]
6. Listen to a poem or two read aloud and then drive your family nuts by talking in your worst highland or lowland brogue. Speakin' to friends about town, answerin' th' phone, or as y'r readin' aloud from the Holy Writ before the hearth this e'en.
And then there are alternative ways (inclined more for the adults in the family feelin' a wee bit naughty):
1. Get a babysitter and attend a Burns Night celebration in your city to partake in the traditional dram-n-fare.
2. Endure the State-o-th-Union this e'en by imagining that it is being spoke in a Scottish lilt. (A wee bit o' the dram may help get one ready for this one.)
3. Reenact your favorite Mike Myers scene. For example. . .If It's Not Scottish It's . . . Or the sensitive Scottish father.
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