Peter Cornclips A Tale of Real Life; With Other Poems & Songs, By Alexander Rodger |
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HIGHLAN' SOBRIETY.
My praw ponnie lads! I will shust tell't you what,
Whene'er you will down py ta stoup whiskee sat,
In hearty coot freenships your whistles pe wat,
Shust teuk ta coot trams, but no fill yoursel's fou.
For, oich! she pe shamefu', pe sinfu' an' a',
Pe mak' yoursel's trunk as pe haud py ta wa',
Or down in ta tirty hole-gutter pe fa',
An' wallow ta mire, like ta muckle muhk dhu.
Whene'er you will down py ta stoup whiskee sat,
In hearty coot freenships your whistles pe wat,
Shust teuk ta coot trams, but no fill yoursel's fou.
For, oich! she pe shamefu', pe sinfu' an' a',
Pe mak' yoursel's trunk as pe haud py ta wa',
Or down in ta tirty hole-gutter pe fa',
An' wallow ta mire, like ta muckle muhk dhu.
Me sure, gin you shust teuk ta troubles pe leuk,
(Ta place I'm forgot) in ta coot Pible Peuk,
She tell you, tat you ta wee trappies moucht teuk,
For coot o' ta pody, but no pe got fou;
You moucht teukit ae glass, you moucht teukit twa,
You moucht teukit sax for pe help him awa',
But oich! dinna teuk him, pe gar yoursel's fa',
For tat wad play tamn an' hellnations wi' you.
(Ta place I'm forgot) in ta coot Pible Peuk,
She tell you, tat you ta wee trappies moucht teuk,
For coot o' ta pody, but no pe got fou;
You moucht teukit ae glass, you moucht teukit twa,
You moucht teukit sax for pe help him awa',
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For tat wad play tamn an' hellnations wi' you.
Ta whiskees pe coot when ta pelly pe sore,
Pe coot, when Shon Highlan'man traws her claymore,
For ten she'll peform ta crate wonders galiore,
Sae lang's her coot beetock or skean stood true:
Pe coot for ta peoples in a' kind o' station,
When tey will pe use her in tue podderation,
But when tey pe 'puse her wi' toxification,
Far petters pe feught wi' ta Deoul mhor dhu.
Pe coot, when Shon Highlan'man traws her claymore,
For ten she'll peform ta crate wonders galiore,
Sae lang's her coot beetock or skean stood true:
Pe coot for ta peoples in a' kind o' station,
When tey will pe use her in tue podderation,
But when tey pe 'puse her wi' toxification,
Far petters pe feught wi' ta Deoul mhor dhu.
Ta whiskees preed shoy, and ta whiskees preed woe,
Ta whiskees pe freen', an' ta whiskees pe foe,
For as you pe treat him, he shust use you so,
Hims coots and hims neevils must 'pend a' 'pon you:
So now, my praw lads, tis coot 'vice I will gie,
Whene'er tat you'll met wi' ta Shon Parley-pree,
Trunk aff your coot glasses—ay—ane, twa, nor tree,
But oich! teukit care, no pe piper pitch fou.
Ta whiskees pe freen', an' ta whiskees pe foe,
For as you pe treat him, he shust use you so,
Hims coots and hims neevils must 'pend a' 'pon you:
So now, my praw lads, tis coot 'vice I will gie,
Whene'er tat you'll met wi' ta Shon Parley-pree,
Trunk aff your coot glasses—ay—ane, twa, nor tree,
But oich! teukit care, no pe piper pitch fou.
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