In celebration of the Scottish bard’s birthday, Rabbie Burns, I have this haggis looking Bonneville tank complete with a tartan banding.
No man can tether time or tide,
The hour approaches Tom must ride:
That hour, of night’s black arch – the key-stone,
That dreary hour he mounts his beast in
And such a night he takes to the road in
As never a poor sinner had been out in.
From Tam O’Shanter
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