Another poem...

Twas doon by Glasgae airport
Oor Johnny walked one day
When he saw a sicht that troubled him
Far more than he could say.

"I'm no ha'en that," wur Johnny cried
And sallied tae the fray
A left hook and a heid butt
Required tae save the day.

Now listen up Bin Laden
Yir sort's nae wanted here
Frae al Qaida bastards
Us Scoatsman huv nae fear