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he bleez'd owre her, an' she owre him,
as they wad never mair part:
till fuff! he started up the lum,
an' jean had e'en a sair heart
to see't that night.
poor willie, wi' his bow-kail runt,
was brunt wi' primsie mallie;
an' mary, nae doubt, took the drunt,
to be par'd to willie:
mall's nit p out, wi' pridefu' fling,
an' her ain fit, it brunt it;
while willie p, and swore by jing,
'twas just the way he wanted
to be that night.
nell had the fause-house in her min',
Halloween(8/21)