I’m fu’ o’ a stickit God.
That’s what’s the maitter wi’ me,
Jean has stuck sic a fork in the wa’
That I row in agonie.

Mary never let dab.
She was a canny wumman.
She hedna a gaw in Joseph at a’
But, wow, this seecund comin’!…

 

from A Drunk Man Looks at Throbbing Thistle