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Jenny
Stewart's Poems
In Caithness Dialect
Hats |
How div ye feel aboot hey-gear? Div ye weyre
them or leyve yur heyd bare, Ah mosst admit ah'm a convert, though ah do lek e win in ma hair, Id all started oot ere last summer, a creym, flooer-t rimmed basher wi veil, A present fey Chinnad, ah loved id, a fine thing till set at a male.
'Wince ah started ah couldna resist thum' fey
tricorns till anes wi a brim, Ma Nan's meyde me locks o fine bonnids, some
crocheted, she's knitted anes too, Ma moods an ma hats go egither, if ah'm weyrin id
pulled ower wan eye, Ah'd nivvur go till a weddin athoot some creation
abeen, |