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Theer he waz stannen, takken ivverything in,
On his fyacce a uglyish kind ev grin, Oh aroond wer folk, golleren nnd laffen, Et characters competen et, "Gurnen Throo T'Braffin". He waz et "EGREMONT CRAB FAIR", whore else cud He be, Nnd hed nobbut cum this caper teh see. Ivvery time, t'fellas gurned er twisted ther fyaccies, His fyacce thoh He didn't know it, gevv queerish grimmaccies, When t'fyacce pullen waz ower, nnd it waz time teh judge, A steward com till him nnd gevv Him a nudge. "Thoo's wun t'fust prize, nnd weel Thoo disarves it", said He, "Ah did'nt enter", He anserred, "t'prize can't be fer me". Said t'judge, "That makks neah odds, Thoo hez t'ugliest mug". "That gurn on Thee fyacce stritched fray lug teh lug." Noo this is nobbut a tyall, beean tellt ower agyann, Then thet hez'nt heerd it must be ez deef ez a styann. This is'nt oh t'kind ev thing Thoo sees et t"CRAB FAIR" Ther's wrusslen nnd, hoond trails, nnd many things mair. Nnd ther's nivver any waiten, ivvery thing is weel planned, Awlass summat gahn on, thet mayst ev folk think grand. Theh cum till this spot in t'country's "North West", Fray oh parts ev t'North, teh see sport et its best, Old men nnd wimmin, young lasses nnd lads, Even babbies in prams wid Ther mams nnd Ther dads, So caw in nnd join them, if Thoo's oot this way, Thoo'l git a "CUMBERLAND" welcum, nnd hevv a reet grand day. |
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sorry this lost me in the second sentence???
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wonce i git n t'spokin lanquish, i giglet nnd snert w't' hole ting! lol
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