Wee Willie Winkie

Ken writes: Remember the old nursery rhyme? Wikipedia has the words (in Scots and English).

Wee Willie Winkie rins through the toun,
Up stairs and doon stairs in his nicht-goun,
Tirlin’ at the window, cryin’ at the lock,
“Are the weans in their bed, for it’s noo ten o’clock?”

And so on for five verses. The Scots is scarcely comprehensible, but the sentiment is universal.

Wearit is the mither that has a stoorie wean,
A wee stumple stoussie, that canna rin his lane,
That has a battle aye wi’ sleep before he’ll close an ee
But a kiss frae aff his rosy lips gies strength anew to me.

(The same point counts for fathers too).

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