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Put butter in my Donald's brose, For weel does Donald fa' that; I lo'e my Donald's tartan hose, His naked a—e, and a' that.

For a' that and a' that. And twice as mickle's a' that, The lassie gat a skelpit doup, But wan the day for a' that.

For Donald swore a solemn aith, By his first hairy gravat, That he would fecht the battle there, And stick the lass and a' that.

For a' that, etc.

His hairy b—l—ks side and wide, Hung like a beggar's wallet; His p—k stood like a rollin' pin. She nicher'd when she saw that.

For a' that, etc.

Then she turned up her h—ry c—t, And she bade Donald claw that; The devil's dizzen Donald drew, And Donald gied her a' that.

For a' that, etc.