International Scouse Day - Poem by John Churchill
It's International Scouse Day
and I've just flew in from Spain
for a great big plate of my ma's Scouse
then I'm off again.
Now it's off to Paris
where in every house
served up with the frog’s legs
is a great big plate of Scouse.
In Italy its pizza
served with Palma ham,
but today I heard them say
you can order Scouse with spam.
In India its curried Scouse
from Delhi to Bombay,
Pakistan has Nan bread
served with Scouse today.
China next the locals there
treat you really nice,
serving plates of lovely Scouse
on a bed of rice.
In the USA its burgers,
big stakes called Porterhouse,
but keep that crap and put on my lap
a giant plate of Scouse.
Tibet comes next, it’s a place
where Buddhists don't eat meat,
today their having Blind Scouse
as a special treat.
The menu now in Dublin
is usually Irish stew,
but today’s the day wherever you stay
It's a pan of Scouse for you.
Now I'm back in Liverpool
and into town no fear,
for a great big plate of proper Scouse
and a pint of Cain's real beer.
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