(Which I knows the coals he give)
Was a cruel ’artless tyrant,
O’mmost ’ardly fit to live;
When they know as ’e’s as kind like
As his little boys wot sings,
Allus gettin’ good old ladies
To be givin’ of ’im things.
Now no word was too revileful
’Cos o’ this gals “tender years”
(As they called ’em), and ’cos mostly