Stanley 1879 Will Harrow, The Village Poet (thanks to Connie Adamson for this) Sirs, this has been an awfu’ summer A soor an’ sulky sunless summer The earth wi’ rain is fair confoondit If this hauds on we’ll a’ be droondit Fine weather this for snails and slugs An’ swans, an’ geese and deuks frogs An’ a that thrive in pools and bogs But no sae guid for fowk and flees, Emmocks, gowlocks, birds and bees Shawin neeps, or makin’ hay This summer, fegs is na child’s play Nae wonder though fowk raise their bristles When a’ things gaen to pigs and whistles The sodden fields a’ soor an’ wet The Tories rinnin’ intae debt An a’ thing in a Tory muddle Imperial, Beaconfieldism puddle
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