Or foreign gill.
May gravels round his blather wrench, ladder
An' gouts torment him, inch by inch,
Wha twists his gruntle wi' a glunch face, growl
O' sour disdain,
Out owre a glass o' whisky punch
Wi' honest men!
O Whisky! soul o' plays an' pranks!
Accept a bardie's gratefu' thanks!
When wanting thee, what tuneless cranks creakings