Wur be all the bread gone, Buttie?
I jus wants a small loaf for't missus an me
Ast got a couple o' rolls then o' pal?
Chun sa much me – but t'missus yun well
Er do'n yut much these days
Tha knows
But the bread do vanish each time it snows
An all er wants be a roll fer er tea
Jes a bit o' chizzle an a warm cup o' tea
Was say? Thou an got no milk zurree 'o
Well I an got no car-zo wur do we go?
I jes wanted a loaf an a pint that be all
An thou tells I thou's got nuthin at all?
Strayngers thou sez did by all thee bread
All o' thee milk, 'o I yerd wot thou sed
Did n't thay think o' we old uns ol butt?
Wot an got no car ta vetch zummat ta yut
Did'n thay think when buyin up't store
Thay an got no need fer ten loeaves or more?
Well never mind buttie, I'll be on me way
No bread in't village, not nowur today
Oh I expec we shall manage
We'll ave to 'ole butt
We'l jes wrap ou sen up and
Kip vrunt door shut
But if thou duss'n zee us agen ver a bit
Ut thou jes pop by if thou con ver a zit
Ta ave a natter, spend a minut or five
An was more ta tha matter zee if we
Be still alive!
– K.A. Wozencroft.