“An’ days went by an’ neàbody went nār to t’ tinkler’s dooar,
At last some barns peep’t in an’ so’ some huller’t bleùd on t’ flooar,
An’ than t’ hoose dooar was drūven in, an’ sec a seeght was theer,
’At sūm ’at so ’t went reid wid reàge, an’ sūm went white wid fear.
“Squeez’t up intull a dūrty neùk, an’ bleùdy, stark, an’ deid,
They fūnd that nice young lass’s corp, bit niver fūnd her heid;
T’ oald tinkler hoond hed hagg’t it off afooar he meàd a fleeght on ’t,
An’ teàn it wid him, fwoke suppwos’t, to gud his-sel’ wid t’ seet on’t.
“An’ nin o’ t’ clan at efter that i’ t’ country side was seen.
But iver sen a hantit spot hes that Neùk-lonning been,