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Ha! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie? / Your impudence protects you sairly; / I canna say but ye strunt rarely, / Owre gauze and lace; / Tho', faith! I fear ye dine but sparely / On sic a place.
Ye ugly, creepin, blastit wonner, / Detested, shunn'd by saunt an' sinner, / How daur ye set your fit upon her- / Sae fine a lady? / Gae somewhere else and seek your dinner / On some poor body.