Adam Armour’s Prayer
Gude pity me, because I'm little! For though I am anelf o' mettle, An' can, like ony wabster's shuttle, Jinkthere orhere, Yet, scarce as lang's a gude kail-whittle, I'm uncoqueer. An' now Thou kens our waefu' case; For Geordie's jurrwe're in disgrace, Because we stang'd her through the place, An' hurt her spleuchan; For whilk