THE GOLDEN HANSOM CAB



The golden hansom cab
was full of wonderful people:
Little Richard and Stevie Wonder,
Bernard Shaw and Barrack Obama.

In Central Park, Alice got on board,
Robert Burns from Scotland
was not ignored.
It was January the 25th, his day,
so everyone except the Mad Hatter
said, 'Up the Scots, Rabbie!'

The gowden hansom cab was fu' of braw fowk.

At the Burns Night party
everyone made 'their own way'
footballers and celebrities
brought their nearest
and dearest
or just bottles of whisky.

Rod Stewart toasted the Lassies,
Boy George, the Laddies,
and there was an Ode to the Bagel,
being New York, you see!

Burns asked Bernard Shaw,
What would you do if your golf club
was stuck up a tree?
And Shaw replied, Beam me up, Scotty!

Aye, the gowden cab was fu' of braw and couthy fowk.

In the wee small hours,
a fleet of yellow taxis
took everybody hame.

And I must do the same,
make the long journey back to Scotland
on a Virgin Atlantic plane.