To a Louse

[BienvenuJDC]

On seeing one on a lady's bonnet at church.

Ha! Whare ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie?
Your impudence protects you sairly,
I canna say but ye strut rarely
Owre gauze and lace,
Tho' faith! I fear ye dine but sparely
On sic a place.


I love this poem...especially written in its original form...