The Whistle  27757

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  • first line (public domain):
    He cut a sappy sucker from the muckle rodden-tree,
    He trummed it, an' he wet it, an' he thumped it on his knee;
    He never heard the teuchat when the harrow broke her eggs,
    He missed the craggit heron nabbin' puddocks in the seggs,
    He forgot to hound the collie at the cattle when they strayed,
    But you should hae seen the whistle that the wee herd made!
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