the leid

it's no inferior

it's no derived

it's no bad inglis

it's no the speak o
fowk at canna lair
inglis richt

it's no the wye at
celtic fowk spikk inglis

it's a leid o its ain,
comin doon tae wis
fae an unbreukin line

aa the wye fae the northren
anglo saxon langage

whaur it haes 'ch'
fur inglis 'gh', or than

's' fur 'sh', or than
'sk' fur 'sh', or than

'aa' or 'aw' fur 'al'
or than 'ck' or 'k' fur 'ch'

it's acause it's a gey auld
wye o spikkin, no acause

the richtness o inglis
wes tyned abuin the mairches

an a wee saicret - naethin's
richt whan it comes tae
leids

Thrawn Saison

Hairst, quhit wye
ar ye sae fain
tae gie owre
til wunter the noo?

Maun ye blaw
sae cauld sae suin?
A'm takkin tent o ye -
A ken ye'r unco strang.

A can see whit ye'r daein
tae the leafs, A see yer
reids an yer yallas, A hear
ye chappin at ma winnock

Bit quhit wye ar ye sae thrawn,
this year? No sae fast, noo!
We'll hae the wunter lang,
bit first the lave o ye!