Classic Poem

Second Peärt. What they did after Supper.

Zoo after supper wer a-done,
They clear'd the teäbles, an' begun
To have a little bit o' fun,
As long as they mid stop.
The wold woones took their pipes to smoke,
An' tell their teäles, an' laugh an' joke,
A-looken at the younger vo'k,
That got up vor a hop.

Woone screäp'd away, wi' merry grin,
A fiddle stuck below his chin;
An' woone o'm took the rollen pin,
An' beät the fryen pan.
An' tothers, dancen to the soun',
Went in an' out, an' droo an' roun',
An' kick'd, an' beät the tuen down,
A-laughen, maid an' man.

An' then a maid, all up tip-tooe,
Vell down; an' woone o'm wi' his shoe
Slit down her pocket-hole in two,
Vrom top a-most to bottom.
An' when they had a-danc'd enough,
They got a-plaÿèen blindman's buff,
An' sard the maidens pretty rough,
When woonce they had a-got em

An' zome did drink, an' laugh, an' roar,
An' lots o' teäles they had in store,
O' things that happen'd years avore
To them, or vo'k they know'd.
An' zome did joke, an' zome did zing,
An' meäke the girt wold kitchen ring;
Till uncle's cock, wi' flappen wing,
Stratch'd out his neck an' crow'd.