It’s just they get such groats in kail,
Who do the same,
It only teaches cruelty’s real,
To them again.
I’ve seen the men call’d Highland Rogues,
With Lowland men, make shange a brogs,
Sup kail and brose, and fling the cogs
Out at the door,
Take cocks, hens, sheep and hogs,
And pay nought for.