This Doesn’t End Well

An image of a Scotsman, dressed to the nines, in a kilt and playing the bagpipes

There once was a Scotsman well-built,
Who habitually wore nowt ‘neath his kilt,
One day sat on a thistle,
Which fair wounded his bristles,
And his wife-to-be gave him the jilt.

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