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Albert Kirk Jr


The brae wis thrang wi bealin chiels

Aw ettlin tae skaithe,

An ithers cam tae snirt an flyre

For want o ocht tae dae;


Me? A dinnae ken whit brocht me thare

An nor for hou,

But whan thon sodger gart me cadge the cross

A steekt ma mou;


Lichter than the lauchter o a bairn

A fund the wuid,

As tho its awner's shouder stoupit mine

Wi eldritch bluid;


An whan A gied the laddie back his wecht

He girnit nocht,

Aiblins sin he unnerstuid his darg

Hidnae been wrocht.

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