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The New Teacher
Is a dove a doo Dad
Is a doo a dove
Is a cow a coo Dad
A sparrow jist a spyug
And is a wall a wa' Dad
Is a dog a dug
She's gonny warm ma ear Dad
Instead o' skelp ma lug.
Ma teacher's awfy posh Dad
She changes aw oor names
Wee Shugie now is Hugh Dad
And Jimmy's ayeways James
I'm scunnered wi' it aw Dad
The way she shoogles words
A must be glaickit no' tae ken
That feathered friends are burds.
Ye lernt me a' wrang Dad
Ye called a ball a baw
Yur wife is now my Mother
You said it wis ma Maw
Ah'm no share hoo tae spell Dad
Ah'll niver pass ma test
Whit is this ah'm wearin' Dad
A simmet or a vest.
Ah gave ma nose a dicht Dad
When it began tae dreep
She gave me sich a fricht Dad
A near fell aff ma seat
Haven't you a handkerchief
She roared as if in pain
No, a jist use ma sleeve, Miss
And wiped ma nose again.
Ah cawd a mouse a moose Dad
Ah shid hiv held ma tongue
That's manure on yir bits Dad
Nae longer is it dung
It's turnips and potatoes
No tatties noo and neeps
She said I'd ripped my trousers
When I'd only torn ma breeks.
There's twa words fir awthin' Dad
They're jumbled in ma heed
Hoo kin a be well bred Dad
When ah keep sayin' breed
Now is a crow a craw Dad
Is a bull a bul
Ah'll try to git it richt Dad
I will, I will, ah wull.
Is a dove a doo Dad
Is a doo a dove
Is a cow a coo Dad
A sparrow jist a spyug
And is a wall a wa' Dad
Is a dog a dug
She's gonny warm ma ear Dad
Instead o' skelp ma lug.
Ma teacher's awfy posh Dad
She changes aw oor names
Wee Shugie now is Hugh Dad
And Jimmy's ayeways James
I'm scunnered wi' it aw Dad
The way she shoogles words
A must be glaickit no' tae ken
That feathered friends are burds.
Ye lernt me a' wrang Dad
Ye called a ball a baw
Yur wife is now my Mother
You said it wis ma Maw
Ah'm no share hoo tae spell Dad
Ah'll niver pass ma test
Whit is this ah'm wearin' Dad
A simmet or a vest.
Ah gave ma nose a dicht Dad
When it began tae dreep
She gave me sich a fricht Dad
A near fell aff ma seat
Haven't you a handkerchief
She roared as if in pain
No, a jist use ma sleeve, Miss
And wiped ma nose again.
Ah cawd a mouse a moose Dad
Ah shid hiv held ma tongue
That's manure on yir bits Dad
Nae longer is it dung
It's turnips and potatoes
No tatties noo and neeps
She said I'd ripped my trousers
When I'd only torn ma breeks.
There's twa words fir awthin' Dad
They're jumbled in ma heed
Hoo kin a be well bred Dad
When ah keep sayin' breed
Now is a crow a craw Dad
Is a bull a bul
Ah'll try to git it richt Dad
I will, I will, ah wull.
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Hi,maggiebee,that poem is in a book called "Dugs,Doos and Dancing. I got mine from Waterstones several years ago so it may be out of print now He had another book published-has written over 200 poems. I love the illustrations in the book-he does them himself. He lives in Glenfarg now but was born and brought up in Kelty,Fife.