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Ye glowr'd at the moon and fell in the middin Ye glowr like a wild cat out of a whin bush Ye gae far about seeking the nearest Ye have run lang on little ground Ye have a ready mouth for a ripe cheery Ye have o‘er fool feet to come sae far ben Ye have gotten a ravel‘d hesp o‘t Ye have a crap for a‘ corn Ye have ta‘en the measure of his foot Ye have o‘er muckle loose leather about your chafts Ye have tint your ain stomach and found a tike‘s Ye have fasted lang and worried on a midge Ye have nothing ado but suck and wag your tail Ye have tint the tongue of the trump Ye have staid lang and brought little wi‘ you Ye have tane‘t upon you as the wife did the dancing Ye have the wrang sow by the lug Ye ken what drinkers dree Ye live at the lug of the law Ye‘ll neither dance nor baud the candle Ye‘ll get nae mair o‘ the cat but the skin Ye‘ll no sell your hen on a rainy day Ye'll no cast saut on his tail Ye‘ll no harry yoursel with your ain hands Ye look liker a thief than a bishop Ye‘ll let little gae by ye unless it be the swallow Ye may gang farther and fare waur Ye may get waur bodies or Beltan Ye may be heard where ye‘re no seen Ye may dight your neb and fly up                Ye mete my pease by your ain peck Ye‘ll drink before me                Ye‘ll find him where ye let him Ye may tak the head for the washing Ye‘ll get the cat wi‘ the twa tails Ye‘ll beguile nane but them that lippens to you Ye‘ll mend when ye grow better Ye‘11 never be sae auld wi' sae muckle honest