Like Scot’s poet, Robert Burns? Then this may tickle your funny bone.

Most often, when I get sent all those ‘hilarious’ emails or FB messages, I either delete them or just glance at them whilst passing. But every so often one makes me laugh out loud and so, in the spirit of Comic Relief day, I share with you a joke sent by a good friend:

Prince Charles is visiting an Edinburgh hospital. He enters a ward full of patients with no obvious sign of injury or illness and greets one. The patient replies:

“Fair fa your honest sonsie face, Great chieftain o the puddin race, Aboon them a ye take yer place, Painch, tripe or thairm, As langs my airm.”

HRH is confused, so he just smiles and moves on to the next patient.

The patient responds:
“Some hae meat an canna eat, And some wad eat that want it, But we hae meat an we can eat, So let the Lord be thankit.”

Even more confused, the Prince moves on to the next patient, who immediately begins to chant:
“Wee sleekit, cowerin, timrous beasty, O the panic in thy breasty, Thou needna start awa sae hastie, Wi bickering brattle.”

Now seriously troubled, Charles turns to the accompanying doctor and asks, “Is this a psychiatric ward?”

“No,” replies the doctor, “This is the serious Burns unit.”

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