The Sair
Finger
By Walter
Wingate
Read by Kenzie Wallace (aged 7 years)
Born at Dalry in Ayrshire,
Wingate (1865-1918) worked as a mathematics teacher in Hamilton and
published his verse in numerous newspapers.
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can listen to this poem in Real Audio here
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You’ve
hurt your finger? Puir wee man!
Your
pinkie? Deary me!
Noo,
juist you haud it that wey till
I
get my specs and see!
My,
so it is – and there’s the skelf!
Noo,
dinna greet nae mair.
See
there – my needle’s gotten’t out!
I’m
sure that wasna sair?
And
noo, to make it hale the morn.
Put
on a wee bit saw.
And
tie a bonnie hankie roun’t –
Noo,
there na – rin awa’!
Your
finger sair ana’? Ye rogue.
Ye’re
only letting on!
Weel,
weel, then – see noo, there ye are.
Row’d
up the same as John.
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