The Best Laid Plans Take 40 Years

Pleasures Are Like Poppies Spread: You Seize The Flow'r, Its Bloom Is Shed.

My Son, These Maxims Make A Rule An Lump Them Ay Thegither: The Rigid Righteous Is A Fool, The Rigid Wise Anither.

By Oppression's Woes And Pains! By Your Sons In Servile Chains! We Will Drain Our Dearest Veins, But They Shall Be Free! Lay The Proud Usurpers Low! Tyrants Fall In Every Foe! Liberty's In Every Blow! Let Us Do Or Die!

The Snowdrop And Primrose Our Woodlands Adorn, And Violets Bathe In The Wet O' The Morn.

But Facts Are Chiels That Winna Ding, An' Downa Be Disputed.