Porridge Sculptures

Went to a Highland Games party last night - competitions included tossing the caber (a kebab skewer), throwing a stone (a balloon), singing a scottish song as a small group. and reading Burns with the correct accent. The porridge sculptures included a couple of excellent castles, curling ring and stone, even a bowl of porridge with a spoon - all made from porridge. I made Robbie Burns wee Mousie out of porridge. We were all expected to wear a kilt or some tartan of course.
Great fun and the significant birthday was well celebrated.

Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty
Wi bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee,
Wi' murdering pattle.

I'm truly sorry man's dominion
Has broken Nature's social union,
An' justifies that ill opinion
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth born companion
An' fellow mortal!

there are 8 verses.