English poem
Lauth
by Robert Burns
He was a gash and faithfu' tyke As ever lapt a sheugh or dyke. His honest, sawnsie, bawsint face Aye gat him friends in ilka place. His breast was white, his towsie back Weel clad wi' coat o' glossy black. His gawcie tail, wi' upward curl, Hung ower his hurdies wi' a swurl.