WOR GEORDEY'S KALLINDOR. (FOR LAST EER.)

IN JENEWARRY,aw wes bad:
The snaw an' sleet had gien us cawd.

In FEBREWARRY, i' the fog,
Tom Purvis com an' stole me dog.

In MAIRCR, aw went an' booled Jack Kidd,
An' tried te loss-but cuddent did.

In YEPRIL, aw wes bad wi' pains,
Browt on throo drink an' heavy rains.

In MAY, te bet aw did begin,
An' backt a horse that diddent win.

In JUNE, aw had ne better fate,
Aw backt the last un i' the" Plate."

IN JVLY, at the West End Park,
Aw danced a polka-what a lark!

IN AWGUST, aw'd te stor me shins,
Wor Peg was put te bed wi' twins.

SEPTEMBER com :-aw got the sack,
Throo fuddlin wi' me Unkil Jack.

OCTOBER:- I' one mornin dark,
Aw'm sad te say, aw started wark.

NOVEMBER myed me hands quite hard,
Aw broke styens i' the prison yard.

DISSEMBOR browt us oot 0' there;
Aw'll 'nivvor strike a Bobby mair.

-Source: Joe Wilson, (author) Songs and Drolleries, 1890