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t luvthis ...mo Street Talk Poem There was a rammie in the street, A stishie and stramash. The crabbit wifie up the stair Pit up her winda sash. “Nou what’s adae?” the wifie cried, “Juist tell me what’s adae.” A day is twinty-fower hours, missis, Nou gie us peace to play. “Juist tell me what’s ado,” she cried, “And nane o yer gab,” cried she. D’ye no ken a doo’s a pigeon, missis? Nou haud your wheesht a wee. “I want to ken what’s up,” she cried, “And nae mair o yer cheek, ye loun.” It’s only yer winda that’s up, missis. For guidsake pit it doun. J. K. Annand