039;t that night.
then, straught or crooked, yird or nane,
they roar an' cry a' throu'ther;
the vera wee-things, toddlin, rin,
wi' stocks out owre their shouther:
an' gif the custock's sweet or sour,
wi' joctelegs they taste them;
syne coziely, aboon the door,
wi' ie care, they've pc'd them
to lie that night.
the ssies staw frae 'mang them a',
to pou their stalks o' ;
but rab slips out, an' jinks about,
behint the muckle thorn:
he grippit nelly hard and fast:
loud skirl'd a&#
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