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30 Apr 06 - 01:15 PM (#1730599) Subject: Lyr Add: She Once Wes A Sprightly Young Fairy From: *#1 PEASANT* She Once Wes A Sprightly Young Fairy. Teun-"Nanny's ron away wiv a Sowljor." It's nearly twenty eers since aw married Mary Green, She wes a fairy on the stage, byeth smart an' neat; She fairly teuk me fancy in the transformation scene-- Noo me wife's the sootiest wummin i' the street. Korus She once wes a sprightly young fairy, Maw cumley aud wife, bonny Marey; Aw've seen her on her toes, Turnin up her little nose, Like a queen, when she danced as a fairy. But twenty eers ov married life brings changes tiv us a', An' myeks us really wundor what we'vee been; There's Mary, iv her bedgoon, sittin knittin I' the Raw, Full twice the size ov ony fairy queen. She once wes small an' slender, wi' such bonny little feet; Her skin wes white, wi' cheeks like ony rose; But noo she's like a tripe-wife, ay, the fattest in the street, An' the redness all seems sentor'd in her nose. Aw thowt her just a spelk, but the best that ivor graced A stage, wi' fairy motion, in each act; But noo aw heh ne notion o' the real size ov her waist, For aw cannet spanned wi' two airms-that's a fact. Aw wundor what the foaks wad think if they cud see her noo, She's just like the champein o' the heavy-wites; She'd astonish thor weak nerves, ay an' myek them a' luck blue, Te see a fairy, twenty styen, dresst up i' tights! -Joe Wilson |