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Wha gade to the fouth for manners
and bang'd up her wame in Mous-mag
And there will be Judan Maclawrie
and blinking daft Barbara Macleg,
Wi‘ flae-lugged sharney-fac‘d Lawrie,
and shangy mou‘d haluket Meg
And there will be happer ars'd Nancy,
and fairy fac'd Flowrie by name,
With Madie and fat hippet Girfy,
the lass wi' the gouden wame.
and there will be girn again Glbbie,
with his glaiket wife Jenny Bell,
And musle-shin'd Mungo Macapie,
the lad that was skipper himsel.
There-lads and lasses in pearling,
will feast in the heart of the ha',
On sybaws and rifarts and carlings,
that are baith sodden and raw.
And there will be fadges and brochan,
wi' soath of good gabbocks of skate,
Powsoddy and drammock, and crowdy,
and caller now'tfeet in a plate,
And there wiil be partans and buckies,
and whytans and speldens enow.
With sing’d sheep heads, and a haggies,
and scadlips to sup till ye spew,
And there wiil be lappar milk kebbucks,
and sowens, and farls, and baps
With swats and well scaped paunches,
and brandy stoups and in caps.
And there will be meal-kail and caftocks,
with skink to sup till we rive,
