To Peter Stuart
Dear Peter, dear Peter, We poor sons of metre Are often negleckit, ye ken; For instance, your sheet, man, (Tho' glad I'm to see 't, man), I get it no ae day in ten.
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This is a poem by Robert Burns. It was written in 1789 and is read here by Dougray Scott.
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