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Complete Poems and Songs of Robert Burns


Extemporaneous Effusion

On being appointed to an Excise division.

Searching auld wives' barrels,
Ochon the day!
That clarty barm should stain my laurels:
But-what'll ye say?
These movin' things ca'd wives an' weans,
Wad move the very hearts o' stanes!

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