Now meend me, Nan! all Ex’ter town
Was gapin’, rennin’ up and down,
Vath, just leek vokes bewitch’d!
Lord! how they laugh’d to zee the King;
To hear un zay zum marv’lous thing!
Leek mangy dogs they itch’d.
Leek bullocks sting’d by appledranes (wasps),
Currantin’ it about the lanes,
Vokes theese way dreav’d and that;
Zum hootin’, swearin’, scraimin’, bawlin’!