The Wee Drap Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCBB DEBB FFBB GGBB HIBB JJBB| He's a muckle man Sandy he's mair nor sax fit | A |
| A size that's no' handy for wark i' the pit | A |
| But frae a' bad mis chanters he'd aye keepit free | B |
| Excep'in' that nicht he'd a fire in his e'e | B |
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| He was lyin' an' holin' at wark at the face | C |
| For the gaffer had gi'en him a gey dirty place | C |
| Sae while i' the gloamin' I sat owre my tea | B |
| He lowsed an' cam' hame wi' a fire in his e'e | B |
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| Ae wife says Saut butter ane Sugar o' leed | D |
| An' anither says Poultice the back o' your heid | E |
| He first tried them singly an' syne tried a' three | B |
| But sairer an' sairer got Sandy's sair e'e | B |
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| Wi's heid in blue flannen he couldna stan' licht | F |
| I'se warrant he lookit a bonny like sicht | F |
| Till dang near deleerit as hard's he could flee | B |
| Eck ran to the smiddy for ease till his e'e | B |
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| The smith was a billy wha cam' frae the sooth | G |
| An' was awful sair fashed wi' a sutten doon drooth | G |
| He claimed half a mutchkin as fore handit fee | B |
| An' syne yokit howkin' in Sandy's sair e'e | B |
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| The p'int o' his gully an' sleeve o' his sark | H |
| Was a' the smith's gibbles for surgical wark | I |
| For ae fire extrackit the smith pit in three | B |
| Till Eck was fair rackit wi' pain in his e'e | B |
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| At last to the doctor he gangs daft wi' pain | J |
| An' gets a gude sweerin' an' syne some cocaine | J |
| The fire was ta'en oot then to Sandy's great glee | B |
| An' he spent the neist week wi' a drap in his e'e | B |
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