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    extemporaneous effusion

    on being appoio an excise division.

    searg auld wives' barrels,

    o the day!

    that crty barm should stain my urels:

    but—what'll ye say?

    these movin' things ca'd wives an' weans,

    wad move the very hearts o' stanes!