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LANG FRIDAY Hoot the nu! AuId Johnny Knox is rollin' thunner-tubs aloft. Likens will flood some cellars aft. Comes doun like buckets. Fields and flocks drenched and dumn-struck by the shocks. Wha' out o ' sich nichts maun be daft. Sooner swim than walk, the way 's that soft. Runnels are rivers tossin bossy rocks. Drowned sheep in the fold. The hay-stack sodden will rot before it dries. What's still unploughed needs days ofsun before it can be trodden. What was seeded is washed out with flood. Sun returns, wind scatters cloud, indifferent as I myself would be, ifI were God. -Kiffin Rockwell For the Scotch, or Irish, or Devil in us. 3 ...

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