Easter Monday
An’ zoo o’ Monday we got drough
Our work betimes, an ax’d a vew
Young vo’k vrom Stowe an’ Coom, an’ zome
Vrom uncle’s down at Grange, to come.
An’ they so spry, wi’ merry smiles,
Did beaet the path an’ leaep the stiles,
Wi’ two or dree young chaps bezide,
To meet an’ keep up Easter tide:
Vor we’d a-zaid avore, we’d git
Zome friends to come, an’ have a bit
O’ fun wi’ me, an’ Jeaene, an’ Kit,
Because 'twer Easter Monday.
An’ there we play’d away at quaits,
An’ weigh’d ourzelves wi’ sceaeles an’ waights;
An’ jump’d to zee who jump’d the spryest,
An’ sprung the vurdest an’ the highest;
An’ rung the bells vor vull an hour.
An’ play’d at vives ageaen the tower.
An’ then we went an’ had a tait,
An’ cousin Sammy, wi’ his waight,
Broke off the bar, he wer so fat!
An’ toppled off, an’ vell down flat
Upon his head, an’ squot his hat,
Because 'twer Easter Monday.
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