epistle to john rankine
enclosing some poems
h, rude, ready-witted rankine,
the wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin!
there's mony godly folks are thinkin,
your dreams and tricks
will send you, korah-like, a-sinkin
straught to auld nick's.
ye hae saw mony cracks an' ts,
and in your wicked, dru rants,
ye mak a devil o' the saunts,
an' fill them fou;
and then their failings, fws, an' wants,
are a' seen thro'.
hypocrisy, in mercy spare it!
that holy robe, o dinna tear it!
spare't for their
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