What my Nan said to me

Oh me gowd, cum err me ducks,
Let me kiss it be-er,
Poor sol he gon and cut is knee so he as,
Let me giv it a rub,
Now be off with yer,
An no more fussin,
Don let that clock go cachin yer,
Sharp on six, do yoes ear,
Or yor pa go box yor ears,
With you Muver all like she is like,
So no messin,
Now be off wid yer.

Poetry by Mick Bean
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Written on 2022-01-11 at 13:10

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Love this poem
Brings back so many childhood memories.

I'm laughing, but not at you, with you, more smiling at a familiar memory of loved ones. My paternal Grandma had a thick Black Country accent ( please, readers, this has no disrespectful meaning, the name comes from an area so named during the Industrial revolution and the heavy smoked air from the foundaries,and coal seams therei