An' he did blink, an' vow he'd catch
Me zomehow yet, an' be my match.
But I wer nearly down to hatch
Avore he got vur on;
An' up in chammer, nearly dead
Wi' runnèn, lik' a cat I vled,
An' out o' window put my head
To zee if he wer gone.
An' there he wer, a-prowlèn roun'
Upon the green; an' I look'd down