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Epistle To John Rankine

O ROUGH, rude, ready-witted Rankine,
The wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin!
There's mony godly folks are thinkin,
Your dreams and tricks
Will send you, Korah-like, a-sinkin
Straught to auld Nick's.


Ye hae saw mony cracks an' cants,
And in your wicked, drucken rants,

Ye mak a devil o' the saunts,
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Thursday, November 6, 2014
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