Alake! sae sweet a tree as love,
Sic bitter fruit should bear!
Alake, that e'er a merry a--e,
Should draw a sa'tty tear.
An' wha'll m-w me now, my jo,
An' wha'll m-w me now:
A sodger wi' his bandileers
Has bang'd my belly fu'.
But deevil damn the lousy loun,
Denies the bairn he got!
Or lea's the merry a--e he lo'ed
To wear a ragged coat!
An' wha'll, &c.
--- Joe Fineman email@example.com
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