Should auld Articles be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld Articles be forgot,
And Anglicans left a'dyne?
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
And surely ye'll believe your Bishop,
And surely I'll believe mine!
And we'll fight o'er a cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans a'dyne.
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
We twa hae run about the courts,
And pu'd the canons fine;
But we've wandered far astray
Sin' Anglicans a'dyne.
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
We twa hae paidled i' the blogs,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But schisms 'tween us braid hae roared
Sin' Anglicans are a'dyne.
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
And there's a hand, my trusty foe,
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught
For Anglicans a'dyne.
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
With apologies to Auld Lang Syne a Christmas & New year poem by Robert Burns
And never brought to mind?
Should auld Articles be forgot,
And Anglicans left a'dyne?
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
And surely ye'll believe your Bishop,
And surely I'll believe mine!
And we'll fight o'er a cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans a'dyne.
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
We twa hae run about the courts,
And pu'd the canons fine;
But we've wandered far astray
Sin' Anglicans a'dyne.
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
We twa hae paidled i' the blogs,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But schisms 'tween us braid hae roared
Sin' Anglicans are a'dyne.
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
And there's a hand, my trusty foe,
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught
For Anglicans a'dyne.
For Anglicans left a'dyne, my dear,
For Anglicans left a'dyne,
They'll tak your cup o' kindness yet,
For Anglicans left a'dyne.
With apologies to Auld Lang Syne a Christmas & New year poem by Robert Burns
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