Queen Elizabeth II (sometimes ungraciously referred to as Betty Windsor) is opening a new hospital in Scotland. She inspects the maternity ward and the the ER and then walks in to a small ward at the rear of the hospital. She asks the first patient she sees "How are we doing today?" He answers "Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty Wi bickering brattle!" The Queen nods and smiles and moves on to the next bed and asks "Well now, I do hope that you are feeling better?" To which the patient shouts "Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the puddin-race! Aboon them a' ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy of a grace As lang's my arm." The Queen moves quickly to a nice looking older man who greets her with a song, "Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent among the lasses, O." The Queen turns to the Doctor and whispers "Are we in the Mental Ward?" To which he replies "No, ma'am. This is the Burns Unit."
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