The Hen’s Lament by Sheena Blackhall
| It’s nae delight tae be a hen Wi clooks an claws an caimb Reestin wi the rottans In a hen-hoose for a hame. |
spurs, comb roosting, rats |
| Nae sunner div I settle doon My clutch o bairns tae hatch The fairm-wife come – a scraunin pest – She cowps me aff me cosy nest A tarry- fingert vratch. |
sooner
scrounging |
| Jist lately, though, she’s changed her tune – Ma plaitie’s piled wi corn. “Sup up, ma bonnie quine,” says she, “We’re haein broth the morn!” |
plate lass |
Listen here: https://www.scotslanguage.com/articles/node/id/18
I need another way to listen please…… this one isn’t the best audio.