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The Yorkshire Dialect Poems Description
When at hame wi' dad, We niver had nae fun, sir, Which meade me sae mad, I swore away I'd run, sir. I pack'd up clease sae smart, Ribbed stockings, weastcoats pretty.
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When at hame wi' dad, We niver had nae fun, sir, Which meade me sae mad, I swore away I'd run, sir. I pack'd up clease sae smart, Ribbed stockings, weastcoats pretty.
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