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GET UP AND BAR THE DOOR. 127
Muckle thought the gudewife to hersell, Yet ne'er a word she spak.
Then ane unto the ither said,
" Here, man, tak ye my knife ; 30
Do ye tak aff the auld man's beard,
And I'll kiss the gudewife."
" But there's na water in the house,
And what shall we do than ? "
" What ails ye at the pudding bree as
That boils into the pan ? "
0 up then started our gudeman, An angry man was he; " Will ye kiss my wife before my een, And scald me wi' pudding bree ? "
O up then started our gudewife, «
Gied three skips on the floor; " Gudeman, you have spak the first word; Get up and bar the door." |
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