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Our neebors sympathize to ease us
Wi’ pitying moan;
They mock our groan!
Of a' the num'rous human dools,
Sad sight to see!
Thou bear'st the gree!
Whare'er that place be priests ca' hell,
In dreadfu' raw,
Amang them a'!
O thou grim, mischief-making chiel,
In gore a shoe-thick; -
PRIOR TO MISS BELLE'S APPEARANCE
What makes you come here fer, Mister,
So much to our house? — Say?
An' he ketched you, thuther day!-
Charley he's my little b’uther
An' we has a-mostest fun,