A POEM THAT PLEASED THE QUEEN.

Ashburton Guardian, Volume V, Issue 1340, 13 September 1886, Page 3

A POEM THAT PLEASED THE QUEEN.

The Queen has sent, through her commissioner at Balmoral, a letter to the editor of Bon-Accord - a vivacious comic weekly in Aberdeen —expressing her pleasure on reading a homely little poem, •« She Noddit to Me,” that appeared in that paper two or three weeks ago, and '• desiring to know the name of the an'hor. Here is the poem in fall;— I’m bat an anld body, Living np in Deeside, In a twa-roomed hoosie, Wi’ a toofa’ beside; Wi’ my coo an’ my grnmphy I’m as happy’s a bee, But I’m far prooder noo Since she noddit to me ! I’m nae sae far pass wi’t— . I’m gey trig an’ hail, Can plant twa-three tawties, An’ look after my kail; An’ when onr Queen passes, I rin oot to see Gin by luck she might notice And noddit to me 1 Bat I’ve aye been nnlncky, And the blinds were aye doon, Till last week the time O’ her vessit cam’ roon’ I waved my bit apron As brisk’s I could dae, An’ the Queen lanohed fu’ kindly An’ noddit to me I My son sleeps in Egypt— It’s nae ease to freit— An’ yet when 1 thin o’t I’m sair like to greet. Sh" may feel for my sorrow— She’s a mither ye see— An’ maybe she kenfo’t - tbs noddit to me!