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The Sair Finger, By Walter Wingate
You've
hurt your finger? Puir wee man!
Your pinkie? Deary me!
Noo, juist you haud it that wey
till I get my specs and see!
My, so it is - and there's the skelf!
Noo, dinna greet nae mair.
See there - my needle's gotten't out!
I'm sure that wasna sair?
And noo, to make it hale the morn,
Put on a wee bit saw,
And tie a bonnie handkie rount't -
Noo, there na - rin awa'!
Your
finger sair ana'? Ye rogue,
Ye're only lettin' on!
Weel, weel, then - see noo, there ye are,
Row'd up the same as John!
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