He ’ez a waay, he ’ez, by gock!
O’ makking plother leeak leyke rock.
Whether ’t be wenches, drink, or money,
T’ divil daubs ’em all wi’ honey,
Or summat else ’at catches t’ e’e.
Noo Ah war ’ticed wi’ that jelly,
Seea wi’ mah whittle a shive o’ keeak
‘At ’ed been cutten, Ah did teeak.
Theer’s a saying, mun, which rhymes wi’ rhahm,
It’s ’yah good thing tak at a tahm’;