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 Fan I gang to my quarter-house, the door was unco braw, For here they had a cow's husband, was pricked ou the wa.

O tere me got a shappin ale, and ten me got a supper, A filthy choud of chappet meat, boil'd amang a butter.

It was a filthy dirt o' beef, his banes was like te horn, She was a calf wantine de skin, before that we was born.

I gang awa into te kirk, to hear a lawland preach, And mony a bonny sang they sing, tere books they did them teach.

And tere I saw a bonny mattam, wi' feathers on her weim, I wonder an she be gan to flee, or what be in her myn.

Another mattams fellow her, wha's arse was round like cogs, And clitter clatter cries her feet, she had on iron brogs.