On gustis it do[c] trampl,
Scab’d for aol [h]er aolz bra[v].
Ov sierz [c]e blind ledr iz:
[D]e ded [c]e livi[v] rul. ARISTOF.
And [w]ot a tirsum tasc iz [c]is
To wat upon a Fuul?
Larg [h]ausn [h]av wi in larg taunz,
And largr hevnle buux:
Larg Cots and Tlox [h]av wi and [G]aunz,
Aur fit in letr stox.
It nivr iz tuu lat to [t]riv,
Nor to inven[j]onz ad:
For Silvr auns wi ra[c]r striv,
Dun mane paundz ov Led.
Nau [c]at I ma u trule si,
Sertante to mi sa:
If lic u sim and no frend be,
Non ledz mi wursr wa.
In cruuced waz [c]is aol iz il,
Men tno not [c]at [c]a er.