For a' her muckle pride.
Then she became a hot girdle,
And he became a cake,
And a' the ways she turn'd hersel',
The blacksmith was her make.
Was she wae, &c.
She turn'd hersel' into a ship,
To sail out ower the flood;
(peel, pool. dreel, rush (?). slack, dell. make, mate.
He ca'ed a nail intill her tail,