Woodside Wullie
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A view on this ridiculous world.The Trogger’s Reel (Deal)
I wis a cadgin troggin loon
That yokit in the City,
Learned fan tae buy an’ fan tae sell,
Ne’er showin’ ony pity.
Chorus:
I’ve supped wi’ Deils, Jehovahs tae;
I’ll dine at ony table:
I’ll hae the sark richt aff yir back
As lang as I am able.
Yon penshun scemes o’ mice an’ men:
I dinna fash! – Why shoulda?
I teen my siller aff the tap,
An’ wired it tae Bermuda .
Chicago boys passed on their ploys:
Aye! - Wee Strauss and Milton Freidman,
I gang their road that’s fu’ wi’ greed,
And individual freedom.
I’m Maister o’ my Paradise:
Nae social obligations,
Yir gumphrell’s wits permitted me
To steal the Wealth o’ Nations.
(I am pished today and totally pissed aff)
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Woodside Wullie
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scemes should have been spelt schemes; but who gives a slither o' sharn. I don't anymore.
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Bill McLaughlin
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Willie, Mixing Doric and English who cares about the spelling.
It's a smashing wee ode on the sins of Capitalism and an original I take it? 
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Woodside Wullie
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Bill,
Aye, it is my own ode to be shared. I wrote it during one of my sober moments after listening to 'financial experts' speaking sharn as they usually do, and unfortunately too many of us fall for it.
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Xcotty
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Wullie it's bloody good pal. 
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