Dad Whit dis He know

One day, we all sat at our lunch ,

When Archie came home late ,!

He asked, Why’s the wean, no oot the pram

To sit there wi her plate?

We all then tried to say it,

But Archie wouldn’t be told.

Carina is a wild wee terror

Fast & very bold.

Come on then hen, lets get ye oot,

For dinner wi yer family,

Yer lonely in there, on yer own,

Ye couldnae herm nobody.

There ye are, I told ye so,

She’s only a wee mite

The words were hardly oot his mooth

When Carina, she took flight.

Off she went, right oot the room,

Her daddy running by her

Come back ya torag , don’t dae that,

Ye’ll make me oot a liar.

We listened, then from the other room,

As he skidded across the floor,

A deafening scream, wis whit we heard,

As he crashed intae the door.

Carina? she was laughing,

at the sight before her eyes,

Paying no attention what so ever,

To Archie’s painful cries.

The wean, she was quite baffled

As her daddy caught her arm,

She floated swiftly across the air

Till she was safe, back in her pram.

Well! Archie learnt his lesson ,

don’t question, what we know,

If only he’ listened earlier,

He wouldn’t have broke his toe.