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â’¼ CONTAINS SOME SCENES OF A SEXUAL NATURE

It fell about the blythe new-year,
When days are short and nights are lang,
Ae bonie night, the starns were clear,
An' frost beneath my fit-stead rang;
I heard a carlin cry, "relief!"
Atweesh her trams a birkie lay;
But he wan a quarter in her beef,
For a' the jirts the carlin gae.

She heav'd to; and he strak frae,
As he wad nail'd the carlin thro';
An' ilka fart the carlin gae,
It wad hae fill'd a pockie fou;
Temper your tail, the young man cried,
Temper your tail by Venus' Law!
Double your dunts, the dame replied,
Wha the deil can hinder the wind to blaw?