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'' Scotland's Irn Bru '' humour

What gives Superman his powers,
The ability to fly,
He can jump the highest towers,
His feats would make you cry,
At last I've found his secret,
I know it to be true,
It has nothing to do with Kryptonite,
He just drinks,
Irn Bru.

I asked the wayward snowman,
Where is your flying boy,
He said I think I dropped him,
Somewhere over Hanoi,
I didn't mean to dump him,
But my arms were turning blue,
It was him or the can of fizzy stuff,
I kept the,
Irn Bru.

England won the world cup in 1966
To this day the Germans say,
The match was just a fix,
The Germans asked the linesman,
What did the English do,
He replied I was kept supplied,
With lots of,
Irn Bru.

One way to unite supporters,
Across the great divide,
Is to bring them all together,
Where none of them can hide,
Tell them football's nothing,
To what I've got here for you,
Then they'll all be as one,
As they drink their,
Irn Bru.

My wee grannies mobile chair,
Would never win a race,
She asked me for advice on this,
To try and get some pace,
Now she is the racing queen,
The traffic police pursue,
We know they'll never catch her,
For she runs on,
Irn Bru.

I met a lovely man one day,
His dress sense made me wince,
I immediately fell in love though,
When I discovered he was a prince,
When I went to visit his magnificent abode,
Suddenly in front of me he changed into a toad,
I had to change him back or he'd end up in a zoo,
It was then I found the cure, I gave him,
Irn Bru.
  
When the aliens came to earth
To see how we'd progressed,
The state we had the planet in,
Got them all depressed,
But we lifted their depression,
Soon their feelings for us grew,
When we supplied our visitors,
With lot's of,
Irn Bru.

I had a furry pet at home,
A lovely cuddly ferret,
It took a can of ice cool juice,
But then refused to share it,
We always shared our worldly goods,
So that is when I knew,
This was no ordinary can of juice,
It was my delicious,
Irn Bru.

It's really made from girders,
Just like the forth rail bridge,
But it's always at it's best,
When drunk straight from the fridge,
It can turn you into Superman,
Great strength you will accrue,
I know that when you try it,
You'll fall in love with,
Irn Bru.

Scotland loves it's national drink,
It's flavour is unique,
You can drink it raw or mix it,
Or just use your own technique,
One thing you can be certain of,
Is pure enjoyment will ensue,
‘' PHENOMENAL ‘' is how we describe,

‘' Scotlands Irn Bru ‘'


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