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Blue Bike ,Northern Dialect

Blue bike(Northern dialectably)

A bicycle that’s new was blue and swankity it had 52 spokes all chromed and 
silver fancery
That bike was mine
I rode up hills to see the countery and down dales to go fast and rode it chancery
That bike was mine
I popped a tyre down near ta factory and I took it home to tell ta family we got 
out spoons and inspected ta mattery then I put a plaster were the puncture 
bubbled watery
That bike was mine
It had 10 gears which were satisfactory five were hard and the others sappery 
but it got me going were I want ta be 
That bike was mine
Soon I was looking for a new bike practically with ten more gears and a name that 
suited me but I’ll never forget that blue bike frankily
Because that bike was mine



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