Best Dialect Poems

A angry sky, as cauld as Loch Lomon'
fair drew me out from cot o' peat, an' bed.
The wolves wus wailin', an' thund'r respond'd
Ah gather'd tam, me tartan, an' dug Red.
To  'orse ah took an' found the 'erd sam 'urt. 
The 'ungry wolves 'ad already...

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Thar was nae richt ae laddie sair
wha heft a cave 'side Galloway,
wi' nae jaiken he griftit dare
as he was nae tae lippen tae.

Ill-naitur'd  fishwife he haud in wi',
the twa 'greed tae gang the'gither.
She haud her tryst, an' haud her wheesht,
his ill-duin vext her wi'...

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PPPPPardon mmme bbbut I hahave a sssspech iiimpppedement Ssso could yyou pplease bbear
wwith mme. TThis hhas bbeen mmy llife. Sometimes its nnot as bbad aas others aand other
times it is mmuch wwworse. IIT hhas cccaused mmme mmmany pproblems iin mmy llife. II
aallways gggot iinto aa...

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my blood and bones spits
our heritage, hut and hits
our accent … speaking spirits...

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'JACK the DAW' (In Lancashire Dialect)

Struttin’ and Puffin’ his big chest out,
The streets all clear, when he’s about.
Inside all’doors, waitin’  for’ thump
Families quake and animals jump!

Mam goes to’ door, money in hand
Shakin’ as she stares at his black neck band,
She dares’nt look in his...

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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...

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Dozy with Cider
The tavern was quiet but for old farmer John,
when the Kings rider strode in demanding a bed,
He ordered his ale and sat next to the old sage,
“Where be all the villagers?” he said.

Farmer John took a sip from his tankard and smiled,
“What brings...

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Courtesy of Marx (albeit Zeppo, Harpo, Groucho, and Chico) 
whose acts brought generations of laughter to Vaudeville and 
then the Silver Screen adlibbed, linkedin, and ransacked skits 
zoid material Bing very loosely based on writings of Karl Marx 
(No relation) and Friedrich Engels. They whar...

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Well, 'e sidled up the sofa, and he snuggled up right close…
I said, “Now, watch it, Charlie, you’ll get ***-ash on me toast!”

'E said, “D’you think…?” I said, “Not much…” 'e said, “No, well, I mean…”
I said, “You what…?” 'E said, “You know…” I said,...

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Silent One
build body life 
in mind love 
with me.

Empty One
grow full 
with us NonZeros.

Contentious One
find content struggling back to flow 
as far as a binomial Two
We's made a Me.

Static One
comprehend climatic co-arisings 
within bipartisan MeWe.

Angry One
know fear of fear 
as twining tree.

Chaotic One
comprehend
compassionate bicamerality.

Silent One
slow-grow...

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Comin Thro the Rye
by Robert Burns
modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
 
Oh, Jenny's all wet, poor body,
Jenny's seldom dry;
She's draggin' all her petticoats
Comin' through the rye.
 
Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye.
She's draggin' all her petticoats
Comin' through the rye.
 
Should a...

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There is an old scribbler from Southwark*
Who’s poetry undoubtedly sucks.
	She couldn’t pronounce ‘poem’,
	‘Cause she rhymed it with ‘home’.
Ain’t posh enough, innit, so she’s stuck!



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Mama
Her patient love
Her caring voice
Her kind deeds
Her loving heart

A woman of integrity and pride
One who would do anything for her child

A wonderful person is she
Who gives of herself to all including me

Even though she can be strict
She can also be fun
When hard times come
She shines...

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Sovrinty’s a grand ole gent,
But sovrinty don’t pay the rent.
I got six kids’ moufs to feed.
Sqeezin’ stones don’t make ‘em bleed.
Theresa gal sure went and blew it,
But oo blimmin’ else is there to ’ do it?
Oo else is there to clear the fog?
Wot’s your take,...

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CHANGE

Change mus come
No matter whey yu tun
It ah go come

Even if yu run an’ hide 
Or tan an’ criticize
It ah go com’

Yu decide fi hav sum fun
Shootin off yu big long gun
Mekk some life dun
In the Isles of de sun
Cho, change ah go com

Weddah yu...

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