OOR WEE KATE.
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Was there ever sic a lassie kent as oor wee Kate?
There's no a wean in a' the toon like oor wee Kate;
Baith in an out, at kirk an' schule she rins at sic a rate,
A pair o' shoon jist last a month wi' oor wee Kate.
I wish she'd been a callan, she,s sic a steerin quean?
For ribbons, dolls, an' a sic gear, she disna care a preen,
But taps an' bools, girs, ba's an' bats she plays wi' air an'
I'll ha'e tae get a pair o' breeks for oor wee Kate.
Na, what do ye think ? the ither day, as sure as anything,
I saw her fleein' dragons wi' maist a mile o' string,
Your jumpin' ropes an' peeverals she dings oot o' her gate
An' nane can fire a tow gun like oor wee Kate.
An' e'er the the lassie gets a man or housio o' her ain,
She'll wear the brooks an' euff his lugs, or I'm far mistan',
But by an' by she'll gather sense,an aiblins be mair blyth
I wish I saw the wisdom teeth o' oor wee Kate.
They tell me on the meetin' nichts she's waur thanony fule,
She dings the bloomer oot o' shape, an' maks't jist like a
The chairman glooms an' shakes his head, an' scarce can
keep his seat,
I woder he can thole sic de'ils as oor wee Kate.
But when upon a meetin' nicht she's aye sae neat an' clear,
Wi' cheeks like ony roses, an' bonny glaucin' een;
An' then tea hear her sing a sang it's just a perefect treat,
For ne'er a lintie sang as sweet as oor wee Kate.
Yet, there's no a kinder wean in a' the toon I'm sure'
That day wee brither Johnny dee'd she grat her wee heart.
In beggar weans, an' helpless folk, she tak's a queer conceit
They're sure to get the bits o' piece oor wee Kate.
For a' she's sic a steer-about, sae fu' o' mirth an fun,
She tak's the lead o' ilka class, an' mony a prize she's won;
She kens the names o' ilka place, frae Greenland tae Cook's
There's mair than mischief in the head o' oor wee Kate.
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