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So Robin an' our auld gudewife,
agreed to creep thegither
Now I hae Robin Tamson's pet
An' Robin has my mither.


The Toom Meal Pock.

Preserve us a what shall we do
thir dark noballow d times?
We're surely dreeing penance now,
for sone most awfu' crimes
Sedition daurna now appear,
in reality or joke.
But i ka chiel maun mourn wi' me,
o' a hinging toom meal pock.
And sing Oh waes me.

When lasses braw gade out at e'en
for sport and pasttime free,
I seemed like ane in paradise.
the moments quick did flee;
Like Venuses they a' appeared,
weel pouthered was their locks,
'Twas easy dune when at their hame,
wi' the shaking o' their pocks.
And sing Oh waes me