When ah were in’t town
Ah met sum folk from up our road.
She sed,you’ve got a verry educated accent
and moreover you luk just like wa daughter in law,
She’s Danish.Am sure you must be related to her.
Ah,sed,the Vikings did get to Ireland..
I expect am descended from them.
Actually i wasn’t talking like that at first
But when they said,you have no accent I suddenly found
If Ah shut mi nostrils and kept my mouth barely open
Ah cud talk just like I used to..
But mi face is configured differently.
When I got home,I wer tellin’ mi husband
but he finds it distressin’ like; Cud be it reminds ‘im of his dad and mam
And all the uther folk he knew when eh wer growin’ up
Bit it hurts now he’s not got them any more.
Am I putting on an act?
Which is real,what I once was,
or what I became.
Well,luv,ah’ve got numor to say now…Ta ta.
Ooh,it’s rainin’ again and the sheets are out in the backstreet.
By a lonely stone,I wept,for I knew My hoping tool had gone My soul was a widow Whichj groaned My whole being was on fire for My whole had made him stare,yet My soul reached doubt in the night My soul looks for new insight,yet My stomach was tied up with bots from the computer and I felt very queer
My tears fell like pain My blundering sole fell out of the ftying pan…. No one undervalues tea No one true love is perfect She wore pearls strung on twine