LILY’S CUPPA’S
Today’s the day tha eighty seven,
That’s seventy-six years plus eleven.
Bah gum lass tha looking swell,
What’s thi secret? Cum on tell.
Is it all them cups o tea?
That tha keeps handing out to me.
If it is, I’ll have another one you know,
Wi Harry thy younger brother before wi go.
Then in future years to cum,
I’ll say to Harry, “e bah gum”.
Wi shouldn’t be here now thee and me,
Wi out your Lily’s cups o tea.
By
Alfred Weston
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