At baking, roasting, frying, boiling;

And though the gentry first are stechin', cramming

Yet e'en the ha' folk fill their pechan servants, belly

Wi' sauce, ragouts, and sic like trashtrie, rubbish

That's little short o' downright wastrie. waste

Our whipper-in, wee blastit wonner! wonder

Poor worthless elf! it eats a dinner

Better than ony tenant man

His Honour has in a' the lan';

An' what poor cot-folk pit their painch in, put, paunch