By Anna MacDonald
Tak’ a trip tae Albert Square
Ye’ll find Oor Wullie sittin’ there
Nae better place for him tae be
Than in his hame toun — Bonnie Dundee
He’s a DC Thomson lad
A credit tae The Sunday Post (I add)
His weekly comic-cartoon show
Gies readers a happy glow
Oor Wullie an’ his best pals
Love playin’ fitba’ in th’ street
Wi’ Fat Boab – Soapy Soutar an’ Wee Eck
They’re a mean team tae beat
Till PC Murdoch strolls alang
Tellin’ them they’re daein’ wrang
Harry (his West Highland terrier) barks
When they get up tae their schoolboy larks
He has a wee mouse ca’d Jeemy
Jeemy kens a’thin’ he says
An’ loves rinnin’ up and’ doon Oor Wullie’s airms
An’ hidin’ in th’ pooches o’ his claes
He disnae like a haircut
Loves Maw’s hame-made cakes
He’s aye there or there a’boot
Ev’ry time she bakes
He can bricht’n th’ dullest day
Charm spuggies frae th’ trees
Sittin’ quietly beside his bucket-seat
In buitts an’ dungarees
He’s a braw lad Oor Wullie
Proud o’ his Dundonian tongue
Weel-kent by the auld
And young