Mankind Is An Unco Squad And Muckle

Some Books Are Lies Frae End To End.

The Voice Of Nature Loudly Cries,and Many A Message From The Skies,that Something In Us Never Dies.

Now Simmer Blinks On Flowery Braes, And O'er The Chrystal Streamlets Plays; Come Let Us Spend The Lightsome Days In The Birks Of Aberfeldy.

Man's Inhumanity To Man Makes Countless Thousands Mourn!

Great For Good, Or Great For Evil.