The Tattiebogle
The tattiebogle wags his heid
Derk shadda ower the yird
He's hingin sterk an crucifeed
The dreid o ilkie bird
His jaiket pooch, a moosie hauds
His kyte's a kirn o strae
An ben the air his fooshty duds
Gyang wallop, nicht an day
The sentry o the dubby park
Preened tae a timmer post
Ye mind, fin Winter made its merk
I sweir I heard him hoast!