Page:Kattie's answer to wabster Jock.pdf/2



RESERVE us, Johnny, you’ve trantlooms mony,

I thought I aw them a’ wi' my een,

But tho’ ye kin them up fu bonnie,

Ye’re no ae rich as ye wad eem,

The loom, for guideake, ride nae mair on her,

Ye'll break her back he’s auce at the bame,

Amang the tredles ye’ll light wi’ dihouour,

Ye're no ae rich as ye wad eem.

Your heddles are auld your kavels are rotten,

Your huttle’s a lazy jade. I ween,

Your tradles but arnie and twa o' them broken,

Ye're no ae rich as ye wad eem.

I douna think on caun your pirns,

Ye'll ay be girnin, an’ ay at hame,

I doubt ye’ve toun your teats o’ yearn,

Ye're no ae rich as ye wad eem.