Poem by Robert Burns

My Wife’s a Winsome Wee Thing

SHE is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a bonnie wee thing,
  This sweet wee wife o’ mine.

I never saw a fairer,
I never lo’ed a dearer,
And neist my heart I’ll wear her,
  For fear my jewel tine.

She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a bonnie wee thing,
  This sweet wee wife o’ mine.

The waeld’s wrack, we share o’t,
The warstle and the care o’t;
Wi’ her I’ll blythely bear it,
  And think my lot divine.

1. Fairest Maid on Devon Banks
2. Weary Fa’ You, Duncan Gray
3. Farewell to Ballochmyle
4. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
5. Could Aught of Song

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