One for Mrs Poly-hive

[victor meldrew]

A' coorse ah love ye darlin'
Ye're a bloody top notch burd.
An' when ah say ye're gorgeous
Ah mean iv'ry single word.

So yer bum is oan the big side
Ah don't mind a bit o flab.
It means that whin ah'm ready
There's somethin' therr tae grab.

So yer belly isny flat nae merr
Ah tell ye, ah don't cerr.
So long as when ah cuddle ye
I cin get mah erms roon' therr.

Nae wummin wha is your age
Hiz nice roon' perky breasts.
They jist gave in tae gravity
Bit ah know ye did yer best.

Ah'm tellin ye the truth noo
Ah nivir tell ye lies.
Ah think its very sexy
Thit ye've goat dimples oan yer thighs.

Ah swerr oan mah grannies grave noo
The moment thit we met.
Ah thocht ye wiz as guid as
Ah wiz ivir goanie get.

Nae maitter whit ye look like
Ah'll aywiz love ye dear.
Noo shut up while the fitba's oan
An' fetch anither beer


Sorry Pete couln't let this go

John Wilkinson

 

[Poly Hive]

Right well what can I say?


I will treat the answer the way it should be answered, and state "no comment".

Just glad you do not live here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Regards
Mrs Poly-Hive

Ah weel John, a bonny poem though it be it's in broad Scots an this een spiks the Doric, though being from Wigan the distinction may be oer muckle fine....

PH

 

[victor meldrew]

Right well what can I say?


I will treat the answer the way it should be answered, and state "no comment".

Just glad you do not live here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Regards
Mrs Poly-Hive

Ah weel John, a bonny poem though it be it's in broad Scots an this een spiks the Doric, though being from Wigan the distinction may be oer muckle fine....

PH

lots of broad Scots in the Wigan dialect , ye'll hear more ayes, owd mon, brids, brast and bonnie than in Edinburgh, not forgetting Dikes .

John Wilkinson

 

[davethegas]

Or as me old Dad used to say, "Comfort beats speed every time, no sharp corners", and other remarks about bike frames with lipstick that I won't go into right now....