Lit'rary Circle.

Thought it might brighten a dreary morning.

Th’ Lit’rary Circle

We’r th’Holland Brow Lit’rary Circle,
Wi gather each wick wi'eawt fail.
Wi meet ivry Wensdy i’ th’Eagle,
An’ o’ club tegither fer th’ale.

Wi often hev learned discussions,
An’ monny a subjects addressed.
Lahk whorr it wor med Oscar ‘Wild’,
An’ med Dame Rebecca goo ‘West’.

Jack Pilkin’ton read us a papper,
Abeawt Bacon, an’ Shakespeare’s plays,
Bi ‘Bacon’ wi thowt hi meant jackbit,
Hi left us sut theer in a daze.

Owd Bob wanted t’talk abeawt Trollope,
But wor soon co’d to order bi t’Cheer,
Who said: ‘do yo’ mind, Ah’ve geet one awhoam,
An’ Ah doan’t want her talked abeawt here’.

Wi geet a surprise o’ one Wensdy,
When a smart dressed young feller sut deawn.
Hi said as heaw hi wor a tutor,
At t’new Polytechnic i’ teawn.

Hi wanted fer t’join in t’discussion,
An’ looked quite purr eawt when refused,
But wi wain’t ston fer practical jokers,
An’ hev eawr good nature abused.

Wi cud tell hi wor one o’ them hoaxers,
Bi t’rooad hi fo’d into eawr trap;
Wi cud tell hi knew nowt, yo see cause hi thowt,
As Evelyn Waugh wor a chap.

Michael Finney 2008

Nice one Mickrick  

Yes, good one MR. We need more of those on a dreary morn.....