Owre land an’ sea,
Great People’s Will, or G.O.M.,
Listen a wee.
D’ye mind the time, I mind it weel,
When fu’ o’ misbegotten zeal,
Ye pranced through Scotland like a deil,
Verbose an’ rash,
Bletherin’ about the “Land o’ Leal,”
An’ sic like trash?
To reckon a’ your wild harangues