A Scotsman clad in kilt, left the bar one evening
One could tell by the way he walked he drank more than his share.
He fumbled 'round till he could no longer keep his feet,
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
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About that time two young and lovely girls happened
One says to the other with a twinkle in her eye,
"See yon sleeping Scotsman so proud and handsome built
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt.?
They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman quiet
as could be,
And lifted up his kilt just an inch so they could see,
And there behold for them to view, beneath his Scottish skirt
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth.
They marveled for a moment, one said "We
must be gone.
Lets leave a present for our friend, before we move along."
They left a blue silk ribbon, tied into a bow
Around the bonny star the Scots kilt did lift and show.
The Scotsman woke to nature's call, and stumbled
towards a tree.
Behind the bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees.
In a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes,
"Och, lad I dont know where you've been but I see you've won first prize!"