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He’s tean the captain out-oer the chaft-blade,
Till a bitt of meat he never did eat mair;
He stickit a’ the reste as the sat aroun the table,
And he left them all a spraulling there.
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‘Get up, get up, goodwife,’ he says,
‘Get up and get me some denner in haste,
For it is now three days and nights
Since a bit of meat my mouth did taste.’