Thaz bin teld

Thee overthier sed whet?
Put pint darn, spek thou tripe!
Thou must oo-n thy own thoughts
Went aside thou harse tuther day
Heard waling tuther side thy do-or.

Arrghh, tis whet thee sed? Nowt!
Eeeh, but sed nowt that’ll change mi mind!
Went to fieght too much thou does thee!
Feight, I’ll feight thi! Lay-off thou lass thy will.
Nippers too anall,

Ere owt else thy-arr#do, I’ll meet thee an’ theell know wiv met!
Theell know alreet thy will laughing tuther seed heed thyll be!
Cocky little sh#te!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Maverick Avatar
January 6, 2024 at 12:55 PM
And I just happened to hit on this one..'
John Avatar
December 8, 2023 at 5:50 AM
Interesting. I don't have a Yorkshire accent, but spent my first 20 or so years living there, having been born in Doncaster (now a city). Nice to read this one, me old mucker, me old mate.
Poet Avatar
December 9, 2023 at 3:31 AM
Hi Andrew. I’m glad thee liked it. Sithie later.
Greenhough Avatar
November 23, 2023 at 11:19 AM
This spaghetti tangle of words picked my interest. Still the question remains, "was there a fight?" Enjoyable. For myself, gamin yam.
Poet Avatar
November 23, 2023 at 12:43 PM
Just the threat that if he picked on someone who could fight back - he’d be toast. Thanks.
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