Did any of you happen to read Angela P.'s poem, five days ago?

Question

Angela P.’s poem

“My daddy says, come awa’ fi the fire, let Micheal lay doon oan the rug! Aye!! Micheal’s a dirty big greyhound, and I get the life of a dug!!” (Sic)

She and I could not come up with the poet…but I am completely intrigued by that verse…and just thought to add three of my own. Anyone know this work…if so, please tell…and would you like to add your own ideas? Mine follow.

So, Micheal laid doon by the fire. He curled up so deftly and neat. And banished am I to the corner, and good Lord, I’ve frozen my feet.

Well, then we sat down to our supper. The chops were so succulent, sweet. Dear Micheal hopped up from the hearth stones, and stole both my chops and their meat.

I published an ad in our paper. It cost me a penny or two. If you please would come take our Micheal…

I’d be much beholden to you.

(Best sung to the tune of “My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean”.)

Sorry, it’s been one of those days…I couldn't resist!

Answer 1

Didn't read it 5 days ago, but I'm glad I did now!

Funny stuff!

I've missed you!

Answer 2

Ha...you can sing it to “My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean”.

Very nice...I enjoyed it greatly.

Answer 3

I wonder if it is Irish rather than Scots?  Hm - never heard this before, but I will do some digging around amongst friends.

You've done a grand job with your pome - it brings the old lines bang up to date.  (I may have a go myself, she said, in a small voice....in case she doesn't succeed)

Answer 4

I like this Michael image - you have to continue. ♥

Though Michael's a pretty big dog - he maintains his body real neat. On his days out in the bog - when dirty he be - he lifts his eyes in defeat.