So, when shoo's muled, shoo sews at that,
As quiat as a maase."
Then Nan lewkt at me we a lewk,
So yonderly an sad,
"Tha'll coom ta t'berrin?" "Yus," says ah,
"Ah sall be varry dlad."
"An bid the Mother," Jonny cried,
"An ax the Uncle Ben,
Fur all hur prayers for suddan deeath,
Sal hev my best 'Amen.'"