Sha’s lang been quite hardset ti traail aboot—
Bud yonder, Geoorgy, leeak ya, wheer sha’s leead,
An’ tweea ’r three nanpies chatt’rin’ ower her heead.
Geoorgy.
Hey, marry! This Ah nivver wished ti see;
Sha’s been seea good—seea trew a frinnd ti me.
An’ ‘ez ta cum’d ti this, mah poor au’d meer?
Thoo’s been a trusty sarvant monny a yeear;
An’ better treeatment thoo ’s desarv’d fra me,
‘An thus neglected iv a dyke ti dee.