| Central - AYR | t fuit, sae as tae stop it un- | fanklin | ), she cairrit oot oot intae t |
| Central - LAL | the lourdsome rifle abuin the | fanklin | corn. Syne, in a glisk, he wa |
| Central - LAL | bide forever mair. Wi a bit o | fanklin | (for it's nae easy thing for |
| Central - LAL | w that ane o his antennae wis | fanklin | itsel up. ‘Helps us tae ble |
| Central - LAL | ig things the time at she wis | fanklin | hersel in pirlicues an eerior |
| Central - LAL | on Planet Fankle. Awbody wis | fanklin | themsels up in their bedclaes |