Little Boi Blarin’

Little boi Alfred blundered into a mardle
He got his shirt and his trousers claggy
As the muck was dripping on the cobbles
His father found the little boi blarin’ an’orl
If yew was smaart yew better learn sum
He said and don’t yew puttin’ on yar parts
Afore yew was going back into the house
I would now be gorn acrorst alonga me
Pampin’ to that pump there in our gaard’n
That is if you too wuz so afreard of mum

 

Given “10 out of 10 and the thumbs up” by a fan from Norfolk

Quoted on BBC Radio Norfolk

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