The Profs. Annual Dinner.

(From our own Reporter, Mr. Hodge.)

Tune—'The barrin' O' oor Door.'
'Taws all about the Bursary time,
An' a gran' time, tae, is that, O;
Our Profs, determined they wad dine
On the surplus bursaries fat, O!

Chorus.—For the barrin' o' oor door, &c.
Then, when of vittals they were fu',
For they'd been weel discussed, O,
They each did try to mak' a speech,
An' Johnny spoke the first, O!

Chorus.
So up sprang he, wi' well-filled paunch,
An' shouts out, wi' a roar, O:
'That nane may see's the waur o' drink,
S——n, rise an' bar the door, O!'

Chorus.
But strong objections to this plan
Were raised by cautious B——s, O;
'For hoo can Hodge and Glen win' in,
To tak' us to our weans, O?

Chorus.
'That if S——n did, he'd summons him
For illegal detention.
That John should such an order give,
'Twas bar-bar-ous to mention!'

Chorus.
To leave't unlocked they did agree,
Such good sense Tommy teaches;
But John cries, 'This 'ill never dae—
We maun get to the speeches!'

Chorus.
S——n 'Hoped that they'd excuse—'ish—'peech,
She din'r had been—fush'—ra'e—
But one dish—agreed wish—him—
A shlice o'—Ramshay—Bush'ray!'

Chorus.
page 12 B——s said, at C——ll's turn, 'Of wine
He'd bad as much as two, O.'
A voice was heard from 'neath the board:
'It'sh a—lie,—I—'ish'nt fou'—O!'

Chorus.
Then all the gaze was turned on Fl—t,
Expecting something deep, O;
But quick they saw, as soon's they looked
That he was fast asleep, O!

Chorus.
H——le sprang up, in a heated state,
And none had risen hotter:
I've analysed Fl—t's toddy,
And I can't find any water!'

Chorus.
Says R——ts, 'Ah! so soon I see
Some brothers drunk as Satan,
I may as well now warn ye
The roberts are in waitin'!'

Chorus.
Cries John, 'I'll prove too sharp for them,
They'll wait until they're sick, O;
And if the bobbies wait for me,
I'll play them my Auld trick, O!'

Chorus.
John called on Prof. Mac——d
To add to the good cheer, O;
Says he, 'This speech is likely
The last that you'll mak' here, O!'

Chorus
Then the rat began to squeak,
With visage deeply frowning:
'There's been a little scheme tried on
To vilely do me Brown-ing.

Chorus.
'All of you have helped in vain,
To dig me from my hole, O—
To cast me off on half my screw,
But I will keep the whole, O!'

Chorus.
F—ch—r remarked, 'He'd give a toast,
If it was not too late, O;
Twas one they'd drink most heartily;
The health of darling Kate, O!'

Chorus.
page 13 Our Medical said, 'He'd reply,
Since that he was a Bell(e), O,'
Said, 'Till this toast, the speeches
Had been a monstrous sell, O!'

Chorus.
He told he was to darling Kate
In Scotch what is called 'Saft tae' er;'
But of her charms he would speak '
'More particularly after!'

Chorus.
An' just then Hodge popped in his head,
Said, 'Glen, to tak' ane hame, O,
Had come, but come sae drunk, that he
Couldna' mind the name, O!'

Chorus.
Then Johnny said 'twas time to go,
'There's nane the waur o' wine, O.
I am sae sure, I'd tak' my oath;
We'll a' drink Auld.-lang-syne, O!'
Chorus.