Epigram On The Laird Of Laggan by Robert Burns

When Morine, deceas’d, to the Devil went down,
‘Twas nothing would serve him but Satan’s own crown;
“Thy fool’s head,” quoth Satan, “that crown shall wear never,
I grant thou’rt as wicked, but not quite so clever.”

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