There's all the vuzz a-lyèn lik' a staddle,
An' he a-deäb'd wi' mud. Oh! Here's a caddle!
(3) An' zoo you soon got down zome vuzzen, Jimmy.
(2) Ees, I do know 'tis down. I brought it wi' me.
(3) Your lwoad, George, wer a rather slick-built thing,
But there, 'twer prickly vor the hands! Did sting?
(1) Oh! ees, d'ye teäke me vor a nincompoop,
No, no. The lwoad wer up so firm's a rock,
But two o' theäsem emmet-butts would knock
The tightest barrel nearly out o' hoop.