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The Lambton Worm

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One Sunday morning Lambton went a-fishin' in the Wear 
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An' catched a fish upon his huek he thowt leuk't varry queer,
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But whatt'n a kind a fish it was young Lambton couldn't tell.
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He waddn't fash to carry it hyem, so he hoyed it doon a well.
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Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, Aa'll tell ye aall and aaful story,
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Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, An' Aal tell ye 'bout the worm.
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Noo Lambton felt in-clined to gan an' fight in foreign wars.
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He joined a troop o' Knights that cared for neither wounds nor scars,
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An' off he went to Pales-stine where queer things him be-fel,
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An' varry seun    forgot a-boot the queer worm i' the well.
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Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, Aa'll tell ye aall and aaful story,
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Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, An' Aal tell ye 'bout the worm.
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But the worm got fat an' growed an' growed, an' growed an aaful size 
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He'd greet big teeth, a greet big gob an' greet big goggle eyes.
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An' when at neets he craaled aboot to pick up bits o'-news,
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If he felt dry upon the road he milked a dozen coos.
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Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, Aa'll tell ye aall and aaful story,
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Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, An' Aal tell ye 'bout the worm.
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This    feorful    worm wad    often    feed on    calves an'    lambs an'    sheep,
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An'    swally little    bairns alive when    they laid doon to    sleep.
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An'    when he'd    eaten aal    he cud    an' he    had has he's    fill,
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He    craaled a-way an'    lapped his    tail seven times roond Pensher    Hill.
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Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, Aa'll tell ye aall and aaful story,
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Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, An' Aal tell ye 'bout the worm.
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The    news of    this most    aaful    worm an'    his queer    gannins    on
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Seun    crossed the seas an?    gat to the ears of    bowld an' brave Sir    John.
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So    hyem he    came an'    catched the    beast an'    cut 'im in three    halves,
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An'    that seun    stopped he's    eatin' bairns,    an' sheeps an' lambs and    calves.