| Doric - DOR | e my brakwast. Och, there the | fyaakie | awaa again!" |
| Doric - DOR | She claucht a haad o the | fyaakie | as she spak, an gomed roun fo |
| Doric - DOR | fou o preens!-Mith I pit your | fyaakie | stracht for ye?" she eikit on |
| Doric - DOR | the wuidin: here some wifie's | fyaakie | gettin byaaven awaa!" |
| Doric - DOR | t Ailice in myn o the Queen's | fyaakie | .) |
| Doric - DOR | wder o wunn wafft the Queen's | fyaakie | ower a little burnie. The Que |
| Doric - DOR | "Fan I preen up my | fyaakie | again," the peer Queen graine |