Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, if you piss them off, they are a mile away... and barefoot.
Song—The Cardin o’t, the Spinning o’t
by Robert Burns
I COFT a stane o’ haslock woo’,
To mak a wab to Johnie o’t;
For Johnie is my only jo,
I loe him best of onie yet.
Chorus.—The cardin’ o’t, the spinnin’ o’t,
The warpin’ o’t, the winnin’ o’t;
When ilka ell cost me a groat,
The tailor staw the lynin’ o’t.
For tho’ his locks be lyart grey,
And tho’ his brow be beld aboon,
Yet I hae seen him on a day,
The pride of a’ the parishen.
The cardin o’t, &c.