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I'll water them ilk morn an' eve
With deepest sorrow's warmest tear.

Sic a Wife as Willie had.

Willie Wastle dwelt on Tweed,
The spot they ca'd it Linkumdodie,
Willie was a wabster gude,
Cou'd stown a clue wi' ony body,
He had a wife was dour and din,
O Tinkler Maggy was her mither,
Sic a wife as Willie had,
I wad na gie a button for her.

She has an e'e, she has but ane;
The cat has twa the very colour,
Five rusty teeth, forbye a stump,
A clapper tongue wad deave a miller,
A whiskin beard about her mou',
Her nose and chin they threaten ither;
Sic a wife, &c.

She bow-hough'd, she's hem-shinn'd,
Ae limpin leg a hand-breed shorter;
She's twisted right, she's twisted left,
To balance fair on ilka quarter,
She has a hump upon her breast,
The twin o' that upon her shouther;
Sic a wife, &c