Author Robert Burns At Brownhill we always get dainty good cheerAnd plenty of bacon each day in the year;We've a' thing that 's nice, and mostly in season—But why always Bacon?—come, tell me a reason. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments