Articles by Tommy Mackay

Ebb And Flow

  Is it the munelicht or a leprosy That spreids aboot me; and a thistle Or my ain skeleton through wha’s bare banes A fiendish wund’s begood to whistle? The devil’s lauchter has a hwyl…




Fuckwit Sarwar

  Fuckwit Sarwar, Fuckwit Sarwar, Fuckwit Sarwar, Fuckwit Sarwar, Fuckwit Sarwar, Fuckwit Sarwar, Fuckwit Sarwar, Fuckwit Sarwar, In the Scottish Labour Party they’re having quite a thing Calling their leader a fuckwit Everybody sing! see…


The Octopus

  *A shameless thing, for ilka vileness able, It is deid grey as dust, the dust o’ a man. I perish o’ a nearness I canna win awa’ frae, Its deidly coils aboot my buik…





The Gothic Thistle

  *“Rootit on gressless peaks, whaur its erect      And jaggy leafs, austerely cauld and dumb,      Haud the slow scaly serpent in respect,      The Gothic thistle, whaur the insect’s hum…