“Sae I’ve begun to scrawl, but whether in rhyme, or prose, or baith thegither, or some hotch-potch that’s rightly neighter, let time mak proof;…”.
“Now comes the sax-an-twentieth simmer I’ve seen the bud upo’ the timmer,… but yet, despite the kittle kimmer, I, Rob, am here”.
“Then may Lapraik and burns arise, to reach their native kindred skies,….”.

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