Here's Sunty McClaus o' the clan McClaus!
D'ye ken him? Weel, I hear
He's a cousin o’ thon Christmas loon
Fa's sleigh is pu'd by deer.
He's got a pal called Frosty Jock -
a mannie made o’ snaw.
Wi the kilt on and a tammy
he's lookin awffy braw!
Thigither they hae loads o’ fun
and get in trouble deep,
But they aye come oot the ither side
on their sledgie pu'd by sheep!
Ae Christmas Eve the phone rang.
Sunty’s cousin “You Know Who”
was near dane his deliveries
fan he'd cam’ doon wi’ flu.
"He needs a haun" said Sunty,
"he's left our bit tae last..
But oor sheep ar’nae magic
And the sledgie isnae fast!"
"But even though" said Frosty Jock
"We’ll hae tae help yer freen.
Get him to drap the presents aff
somewye in Aiberdeen.”
So aff they went wi’ sledge and sheep
tae pick up a’ the gifts.
They trauchled through the snaw and ice
for it wis noo blin’ drift.
Then roon’ and roon’ the hooses
Sped the little crew
Dishin’ oot the parcels
Til they were left wi’ two.
A tin o’ funcy biscuits
And a baggie fu' of neeps
Were treats for Jock and Sunty
And the hungry little sheeps.
There also wis a notie
"Keep these gifts for yourselves!
With thanks for all your help tonight,
from Santa and his Elves."
So that is how Sunty McClaus
(wi’ help fae Jock and sheep)
Saved Christmas for the local bairns
Fan they were a’ asleep.
