Robert Burns
Ayrshire / Scotland
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Ah, Woe Is Me, My Mother Dear

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Ah, woe is me, my mother dear!
A man of strife ye've born me:
For sair contention I maun bear;
They hate, revile, and scorn me.

I ne'er could lend on bill or band,
That five per cent. might blest me;
And borrowing, on the tither hand,
The deil a ane wad trust me.
Yet I, a coin-denied wight,
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Ratnakar Mandlik 21 October 2019
A great soliloquy conversing with mother and narrating pitfalls in the nature of self, inherited from her.
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