My Hoagie / My Hoggie

The EastWesterly Review Dada Cluster

Issue 16 * Summer 2005

The EastWesterly Review Dada Cluster is a society dedicated to using Microsoft Office®'s built-in dictionary and grammar checkers to correct works of literature. It has also been charged with using machine translators to convert works of literature into world languages and back to English again.

New Version: My Hoagie

What will I do gin my Hoagie die?
My joy, my pride, my Hoagie!
My only beast, I had name mea,
And vow but I was vogue!
The lee-Lang night we watch's the fault,
Me and my faithful' doggie;
We heard notch but the roaring limn,
Among the braes sea scraggier.

But the hauled cry's frau the castle way',
The blotter fare the bogie;
The told replies upon the hill,
I trembled for my Hoagie.
When day did dawn, and cocks did craw,
The morning it was foggier;
An undo tyke, lap o'er the dyke,
And moist has kills my Hoagie!

My Hoggie [Robert Burns]

What will I do gin my Hoggie die?
My joy, my pride, my Hoggie!
My only beast, I had nae mae,
And vow but I was vogie!
The lee-lang night we watch'd the fauld,
Me and my faithfu' doggie;
We heard nocht but the roaring linn,
Amang the braes sae scroggie.

But the houlet cry'd frau the castle wa',
The blitter frae the boggie;
The tod reply'd upon the hill,
I trembled for my Hoggie.
When day did daw, and cocks did craw,
The morning it was foggie;
An unco tyke, lap o'er the dyke,
And maist has kill'd my Hoggie!