A bit of whimsey to start off the week.
Gorra, an lie kracket
the wee dawnie dae
from splet to splet
an a’ the weasel kinges
clambeth op.
A northie hawke has flet!
Hoo kenna splenna laik
the mermal twae?
Wan an twee dipsa swan
tell a’ the crukdum sings
an die, an stop.
A northie hawke has splet!
an ney willa cumagin
furrah the bashie wail.
that’s wild, man!
Yep, the proverbial wild hair. Had to be done.