Mah Wee Scabby Dug

[Wee Angus McWordy]

Ach yer juist a Wee Scabby Dug
Wi' a look in yer eye and a wee waggy tail
Ach yer juist a Wee Scabby Dug
Ye look awfy hairy and ye smell as well

Dig in the park for a Wee totie Bone
Wi' yer arse in mah face and yer smelly wee fart
Ach yer juist a Wee Scabby Dug
But yer Mah Wee dug and ne'er will we part

So next time ye chew mah bagpipes tae bits
And ye sit on mah haggis an' refuse tae move yer bum
I'll tell ye ye are a Wee Scabby Dug
And tae the cat I'll feed yer Pedigree Chum

Ach yer juist a Wee Scabby Dug
When its rainin don't worry pal ye will not wilt
Juist because yer mah Wee Scabby Dug
I'll let you juist shelter under mah kilt.

[Daphne]

Welcome to the website! I have opened a special "board" for your lovely dialect poems - I shall transfer this little gem thither.

[alex]

Try giving your dug a good wash, then he won't smell. I enjoyed this little ditty, what I could understand of it anyway.

[Wee Angus McWordy]

That's no a barry picture ye've got, there. Reminds me o' mah mither-in-law, the auld witch. Are ye tellin' me ye cannae understand ma brogue?