g'd for venus' barter;
but first hang out, that she'll dis,
your hymeneal charter;
then heave aboard yrapple airn,
an' rge upon her quarter,
e full that day.
ye, stly, bonie blossoms a',
ye royal sses dainty,
heav'n mak you guid as well as braw,
an' gie you ds a-plenty!
but sneer na british boys awa!
for kings are unco st aye,
an' germales are but sma',
they're better just than want aye
on ony day.
gad bless you a'! sider now,
ye're unuckle dautit;
but ere the course o' l
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