Author Robert Burns Here lyes Squire Hugh — — ye harlot crew, Come mak' your water on him, I'm sure that he weel pleas'd would be To think ye pish'd upon him. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments