Wi’ elbows at an angle,
Will pin ye to the wainscoat fast
As wild boar in a jungle.
The floor’s as smooth as summer grass
Sma’ feet, like crickets, caper,
And whirlin’ kirtles, as they pass,
Sair waste the swealing taper.
The lassies’ gowns are creased and rent;
The lads are oot o’ knowledge;
They are as hot wi’ twirlin’ roon