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"Lots of Little Wilburs toneet tha nus"
(Inspired on a windy neet about 10 o'clock whilst driving past Deerslet on way to Burton)
A once had a maiss cowd "Wilbur".
Wilbur, Is that thee? that daft begger,
Why did ti run out in front tu car?
A cud hav killed tha, tha nus.
Hay Ek! thas a cute little begger,
Luckin up to mi wi that smile,
Eh, an nay thas givin meh a wink!
Well, well, hav sin it all nay.
Tha tails wagging like it might drop off!
Now finish crossin rood Wilbur,
Afore tha gets run ooer.
A lucked in mirror, Oh no!
Of all the places....
A cars gunna tek me!
It ran straight over little Wilbur,
Hi never stood a chance,
Hi were flattened.......eh
What a shame.
Winds strong toneet that nus,
Its blewing owd sycamore leaves all ooer rood.
And stalks are stickin up like....
Lots of little Wilburs.....