Wen fust Ah cum acrost this pehge
Bloomin' gnawmes weer awl t'rehge;
Aw sumtihmes rentin' peeves 'n' 'ehtes
'Genst lasses 'oo ne'er rinse theer plehtes!
'N' wen Ah ast 'em wots t'matta,
Theh'd seh "R Gehle's no' rinsed yon platta!"
Bu' tihmes've chehnged, as Ah've lehtly seen --
T'tawk t'deh's awl Robson Green!
Well, tha con seh it's naw buznuss o' mihne --
Buree's no' frum t'County Palatihne!
'N' as fer wombats, warrevva theh be,
Bring back t'bluddy gnawmes, sez me!
SRETFORRUD LANCASHEER LAD (aka C.F.)
Saturday, February 06, 1999 at 20:21:17 (GMT/BST)
Nay, Ah've nowt aggin this Robson blawk --
Ah awnly sed it fer a jawk!
Ah think 'e mus' be t'reet cool cat
T' tern t'lehdies 'eads lihke that!
S'awnly that Ah sum'ow fear
T'lad doan't 'ail frum Lancasheer!
Doan't gemme wrung, as Ah'll concede
Theer's sum's awlreet uv lesser breed,
Lihke Geordie's, Scousers, Taffy's too;
Burrah'll tellee this twixt me 'n' you,
T'Lanky lads are best thur be,
Lihke Fred 'n' Alf -- aye, evun me!
Tha's tawkin' baht voices? Well, joos think back --
Theer's nobbut anutha lihke Lusty Jack!
Saw, lasses oeaut theer, Ah thi entreat
T' luke naw furtha thun Corrie Street!
CUNNIN' LANKY LAD
Sunday, February 07, 1999 at 00:37:15 (GMT/BST)
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