Tae the hungeret, blytheness is meet
Tae the blin, blytheness is sicht
Tae the droothy, it’s watter melled wi wine
Tae Dolophon, it’s his teeth
Tae the forhooied,
It’s their deid kin in the mools
Tae the lover, it’s his lass
Tae the general, it’s winnin
Tae the philosopher, it’s wyceness
Pit anither wye ... It’s the wee pause
Atween mishanters.