Irn-Bru - If...

I've never felt patriotically passionate about Scotland before; but having lived here for almost four years now, I can say that I was really moved by the latest Irn- Bru advert.
It really sums so many things about Glasgow. Real cracker this one!

Ofcourse the lyrics to this advert is just a spoof of the original poem "IF" by Rudayrd Kipling - the famous English poet- here are the full verses:

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

and here's the IRN-BRU spoof advert words:

If you can bounce in six inch heels all night,
and still walk home in your bare feet;

If you can keep two passions burning bright;
and see if there's still some romance in defeat,

If you can hit a foreign beach without a tan,
or brave the howling sleet in just a shirt,

If you know you're easily the better man,
when side by side with suits in just a skirt;

If you can party in the summer rain,
with kamakaze midgies in the mud,

Or grit your teeth and put up with the pain,
of seeing in the new year in the scud;

If you can wait and wait for 1p change,
then proudly give the lot to charity;
and know for certain it's not strange,
to call yer lunch dinner and yer dinner tea,

If you can handle folk to call you Jock,
then you'll have really earned your irn bru,

You'll thank your mum for keeping you in stock,
and what is more
You'll FEEL PHENOMENAL too!!