By Linda Greig
Up and Doon and up and Doon
Ma laddie jus hod yer whish an spoon!
Stoogin doon on yin flair wance Mair
Again I buffed aw braw. Mistook ma laddie calm
What a fricht I saw! Yet yon mair grasp in palm….
Fling shot clap shot clap aboot ma bonce!
Feeling the waftin hurtlin tattie loss.
Shot clap ‘Iya!’ I’m in a flap,
Food ooer his lap and he winna nap.
Clapshot shots o Tattie tatterin ma richt guid new flair!
Ma hoose disgraced tatties tatterimg aw aboot the place….an in ma face! He got me a richt red raw tattie flatter, Aye richt in ma Eye eye!
Ma laddie a fair guid clapshot shot!
But…Noo he ai whingin aw famished he flung the clap in ma trap and ate naught!!!?
I’m hod a wisht fae tatties noo….better wrench a bucket an scoor wance mair. …Tatties….Tatties Clap get shot the lot! Tatties Tata!!!