Mammaries of My Youth - Inn Homophonic Speak

Now that eye have groan older inn thee tooth, Aye recall fond mammaries of my feckless youth. (End sum of them knot sow fond as ewe will later sea!) Butt generally speakin', life was vary good two me. Eye em sew greatful four my luving Maw end Paw, Who maid me tow thee lyne end keep withinn thee law. If eye missbeehaved, Maw would lea awn Paw's razor strap, Sand me two bed sans supper end two shut my humongous yap! Sure, aye uttered sum naughtea words beeyoond en innocuous 'darn', End enjoyed corn-silk smokes inn thee heyloft of thee barn. Such things were a loathin' untwo thee Lord, accordin' two my Maw, End if caught wood've recommended corporal punishment bye my Paw! Aye recall thee stench of fried aigs end oranges on thee school bus, End my sweethart savin' a seat four me end steelin' a hastea buss! How eye looked fourword two You'll Tide end meatin' Senta Claws, Butt sayin' a 'peace' at thee church Nativity Play gave me paws! On cold winter mourns aye struggled two putt my long-johns awn, Two ade Paw milk cows end slop hawgs at thee brake of dawn. Sow many mammaries have eye growin' up, sew pleasin' two recall; Aye wreckon eye wood knead a volyum ore sow two list them awl!