Ye tripped an fell
an thorns gave you
a skelf.
Aw there.
Ye clyped to tell
an maw gave ye
a skelp.
Aw there.
Looked right and left
because you are
so skelly.
Aw there.
Then oor da left
coz yoor no right.
Naw really, yer no
aw there.
Greys-fuhl swords of light pierce the clouds, into the deep oh-shuhns shimmering off of sequin kuhv-erd Mandarinfish. Reflecting on the all the love yoor giving hahrt has far removed our sin, onward the light travels bih-yond. What yoor pupil sees into the mind, of the eternal ih-maj-uh-ney-shuhns. For time will tell of that which you per-seev
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