kin,
the boast of our bachelors a', man:
sae sonsy and sweet, sae fully plete,
she steals our affes awa, man.
if i should detail the pid the wale
o' sses that live here awa, man,
the fau't wad be mine if they didna shine
the sweetest a o' them a', man.
i lo'e her mysel, but dareell,
my poverty keeps me in awe, man;
for making o' rhymes, and w at times,
does little or hing at a', man.
yet i wadna choose to let her refuse,
nor hae't in her power to say na, man:
for though i be poor, unnoticed, obscure,
my s
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