Monarchs 100 Burns night.

good night with Haggis neeps & tatties.

PIPING IN THE HAGGIS 

Haggis addressed & served

the poets

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TOAST TO A TEAM

Ne'er has there e'er been a season

Wi' such murkie black skies and rain

Nae sooner are ye upo' a morn'

Yer thinking 'am gettin' drookit again!'

Fir its what happens oan yon day

'Tis the reason we a' come gither

To watch oor chieftains o' the track

An' complain aboot the weather!

Be rantin' as oor Master Sam

And brothers Erik an' Mark

Gie the opposition pelters

As they hurtle roond the track!

We'll be beckoning new lad Ricky

An' welcoming back oor mitchell

The comeback king fae injury

'Mon laddie - time to end yon ritual!

No forgetting young Max

Who we know the tigers fear

We see them in a panic

 Whene'er he gangs near.

Fir Josh 'tis aw a learning curve

An' we know he'll gie his best

Goan side-e-ways and gie-in it laldy

To oor neebors fae oot the west!

Noo lets cast an ee' fae east to west

To oor stars o' cinder and shale

Lets toast these bravest o' young men

For speedway shall prevail!

                                                             L.W.

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