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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=403148" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Reprobate's Reply</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=403148" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Three droving men, some three weeks sync,<br> Sat drinking the Queensland rum;<br>'Twas four a.m. when twa o' them<br> Saw jock M'Phee succumb.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=403148" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Hech! they were giddy songs he'd sung,<br> And the yarns which he'd spun were 'free'! -<br>For the liquor that nicht had loosed the tongue<br> O' gudeman Jock M'Phee.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=403148" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>They taul,t the meenister what befell,<br> So he tuk braw Jock to task:-<br>'Jock, gie me noo an answer true<br> To one question I wull ask.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=403148" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>'An' it happened the Laird had stricken ye,<br> A reprobate, graceless mon,<br>Whan ye war a bletherin' yestere'en -<br> D'ye ken whare ye wad hae gone?'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=403148" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>'Whare wad I hae gone?' - and Jockie wunk -<br> 'Dinna ye fash yersel' mair -<br>For I wad ha' bin too terrible drunk<br> To ha' gone anywhere.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Harry+%27Breaker%27+Harbord+Morant">Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant</a></strong></div>