Ye're like a Lauderdale bawbee, as bad as bad can be.
Ye're like a rotten nit-no worth crackin for the kernel.
Ye're but young cocks-yer craw's roupy.
Ye're like a singed cat-better than ye're bonny.
Ye're buttoned up the back like Achmahoy's dug.
Ye're like a sou-ye'll naither lead nor drive.
Ye're cawkin the claith or the wab be in the loom.
Ye're like Brackley's tup-ye follow the lave.
Ye're come o bluid, an sae's a puddin.
Ye're like laird Moodie's greyhoonds-unco hungry like aboot the pootch lids.
Ye're Davy-dae-little an guid for naething.
Ye're fear'd for the day ye never saw.
Ye're fit for coorse kintra wark-ye're raither strang than handsome.
Ye're a weedaefu gin hangin time.
Ye're as smaa as the twitter o a twined rash.
Ye're aa blawin like a burstin haggis.
Ye're as souple sark alane as some are mither naked.
Ye're aa grease, but I'm only grushie.
Ye're as stiff as a stappit saster.
Ye're aa made o butter, an sewed wi soor milk.
Ye're aye in a hurry, an aye ahint.
Ye're aa oot o't an into strae.
Ye're best when ye're sleepin.
Ye're aa sae mony minds, ye'll never be mairied.
Ye're black aboot the mou for want o kissin.