Sunday, 13 November 2011

It's Where I'm From

it were looking black
but Bill’s mother
coulnt see it
cos it were ovva er
and she’d only scrait
if she could
an I worrent wi’er
any road
she were wi erssen
not summat I were
proud of
but I were puddled
from the ale
and that page owl
I pulled last nate
were reet
up ma street
she larruped hersen
all ovva me
mi duck
am tatered now
but I’ll chuck mi claarts on
and you can gimme a croggie
up road
so she wont be so mardy

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