Ode to a Man, Obsessed
First Performed for my best friend Dave Mason In Front of Friends and Family On Robbie Burns Day January 25, 2003 We know not quite when this affliction first started, Our poor auld man Davie, his senses departed. At first it was hidden, that much must be true, For he married a lassie much like Nancy Drew. She watched and she tested, checked each little thing, Of the man she would marry (though she picked her own ring) Somehow he passed muster, each one of us fooled, Not then did we know, for Scotch how he drooled. It weighed on …