Terrorism and Poetry Readings

So I read on CNN: Bin Laden's No. 2 releases poetry tape

And the first thing that came to mind was Robert Burns' A Red, Red Rose

Can't you see it?

O MY Luve 's like a red, red rose
  That 's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve 's like the melodie
  That's sweetly play'd in tune!

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,     5
  So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
  Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
  And the rocks melt wi' the sun;  10
I will luve thee still, my dear,
  While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
  And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,   15
  Tho' it were ten thousand mile.

And in my mind he had a Scottish accent.

hln

Posted by hln at January 20, 2006 05:22 PM | Whimsy | TrackBack