Friday 7 February 2014

Arrival of the Coals



Arrival uh’ Cools


Mum would shairt!
Count them bags of cool
They’re putting down shoot lad!
And mek sure tha hears ten,
So I stopped all and counted,
One, two, three and moor,
Until a raiched ten.
So conscientious was I,
Tho life depended on it.

Reet again for another month.


( 3rd Dec 2011)