MY girl she’s airy, she’s buxom and gay;
Her breath is as sweet as the blossoms in May;
    A touch of her lips it ravishes quite:
She’s always good natur’d, good humour’d, and free;
She dances, she glances, she smiles upon me;
    I never am happy when out of her sight.

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Poet: Robert Burns
Poem: 45. 45. My Girl she’s Airy: A Fragment
Volume: Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
Year: Published/Written in 1784
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