Mar 14, 2016
Naow Granfer were a pow’ful mole. Scratch a tunnel dig an ‘ole, The moightiest eater, so oi’m tole, In all of all ‘ee wuddlands. You’m should’ve seen him eaten cake. Granmum said, fer gudness sake, OI’ll start ‘ee oven up to bake An’ twelveteen cakes oi’ll make. If Granfer ate wun, him ate two, Ho dearie me, oi’m tellen you, Him ate those twelveteen cakes roight throo, Then went asleep till zummer. An’ when ‘ee zummer sun did break, My ole granfer came awake, The gudd ole beast drinked all ‘ee lake An’ left ‘ee fishes sobbin’. Him’n story as oi’ve toald to you, Oi swears as every wurd be troo, Iffen you’m think oi tole fibs to you, Then go an’ arsh ‘ee fishes.
-Grumm Trencher, Martin the Warrior