The Scottish Word: Baxter
Ah foresaw an awready kent aw this whut cam tae pass.
The doctor there’ wha nearly chokit oan a stott o cake.
The life savin’ Heimlich viking loon, the reid pussed baxter o indegestible buns.
Ahn the big red dug wheechin thru the air fur tae catch the half chowed bun.
Ah ken aw.
I foresaw and already knew all this what has come to pass.
The doctor there who nearly choked on a particle of cake.
The life saving Heimlich viking lad, the red faced baker of the indigestible cakes.
And the big red dog whistling through the air to catch the half chewed bun.
I know all.