Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o' the pudding-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm :
Weel are ye wordy o'a grace
As lang's my arm.
Yup, they are the only ones observing the lockdown rules. You won't be seeing them out and about any time soon.
Which incidentally, gives the humble haggis a much higher average IQ than the queue at my local Sainsbury's!