Tother vos round her lover.
“Come back, come back!” he cried, “to me,”
“Come back, vot are you arter,
And I’ll forgive you, Billy Downey,
My daughter! oh, my daughter.”
But a wave came vot upset the boat
In the vater they vos drivelling.
Joe viped his eye vith the tail of his coat,
And he began a snivelling!
Anonymous.