The Thunderbolt Carline/ Cailleach-Beathrach
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Sheena Blackhall
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She bedd at the Slocks of Carvie
Nor' Wast o Morven Hill
A giantess o a wumman
A witch wi a witch's skill
An the notion cam tae the carline
That the Don should jyne the Dee
Sae she opened her mou and she snappit
Wi the force o ninety three
Bit her teeth wir auld an shoogily
An brukk wi the force o the chaw
An her teeth drapped oot like boulders
That still powk through the snaa
An whyles at nicht in the gloamin
In the win ye'll hear the blaw
O the carline sookin her supper
Fur she his nae teeth ava
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