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Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither

Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnny Groats; — If there's a hole in a' your coats, I rede you tent it: A chield's amang you taking notes,

And, faith, he'll prent it.

If in your bounds ye chance to

light Upon a fine, fat, fodgel wight, O' stature short, but genius bright,

That's he, mark weel — And wow! he has an unco slight

O' cauk and keel.