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But nae man o'ſoher thinkin
Ere will ſay that things can thrive,
If there's ſpent in owkly drinkin,
What keeps wife and weans alive.
Drink maun ay hae conversation,
Ilka ſocial foul allows;
But in this reformin nation,
Wha can ſpeak without the NEWS?
News first meant for ſtate Phyſicians,
Deeply ſkilld in Courtly drugs;
Now when a'are Politicians,
Juſt to ſet folk by the lugs
Maggie's club, wha cou'd get nae light
On ſome things that ſhould be clear,
Found ere lang the fau't, and ae night
Clubb'd and gat the GAZETTEER.
Twice a week to Maggie's cot-houſe
Swith! by poſt the papers fled!
Thoughts ſpring up like plants in hot-houſe,
Every time the News are read.
Ilk ane's wiſer than anither,———
"Things are no ga'en right quo Tam,
"Let us aftener meet thigither;
"{{sc|Twice a owk's no worth a d———n."
Maiſt things hae a ſma' beginnin,
But wha kens how things will end?
OWKLY clubs are nae great ſinnin
Gin folk had enough to ſpend.
