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It's weel that our faults are no written on our

face

Its lang or four bare legs gather het in the bed It maun be true that a fouk say It will be a fether out o' your wing It sets a sow weel to wear a saddle It was ne'er for naething that the gled whistled It will be a fire when it burns, quo' the tod

when he shit on the ice

K  Keep your ain fish guts to your ain sea maws Keep your breath ro cool your crowdie Kindness will creep where it canna gang King's cauff is worth ither fouk,s corn Kindle a candle at baith ends it will soon be

done

Kythe in your ain colors chat fouk may ken you

L

Laith to bed and laith to rise Lang fasting hains nae meat Lang-tongued wives gae lang wi' bairn Langest at fire soon binds cauld Laws costly, tak a pint and gree Law makers should na be law-breakers.