| OOR BAIRN. When mither�s life was sair oppressed, And a� her nerves were strained and stressed, Wha� cam� along wi� virtues blest? - oor bairn Wha� fills us a� wi� joys unseen? (The best wee lamb there�s ever been) By this, of coorse, ye�ll ken I mean - oor bairn Wha� delves in Auntie�s sweetie poke?, Wha�s aye aboot tae share the joke?. Wha� mony a time the tension broke? - oor bairn T� hae the wain aboot the hoose, Is no like haein� a timrous moose, For, he�s never quiet; no! never doose - oor bairn o� a� the folk wha�s life�s no gay, Hoo mony, tae cheer a worthless day, Must aften wish that they could hae - oor bairn Nae frankincense, or gold, or myrrh, We offered him, at his first stir, But wha�d we gie oor hert�s life for - oor bairn |