Classic Poem

Since here, bezide the hangen's brow,
We friends be all ageän a-met,
We'll zee if we've a-left us now
A zong we midden quite vorget;
A ditty we, in down an' meäd,
Or out in vield, or up the drong,
Did zing, as oone did gaïly leäd,
An' others all come in so strong;
A ditty we, in all our prime
O' life, did zing in zummer time,
While sheädes may show the time ov day,
The flow'rs how zummer wanes away.
Where thyme on tufty banks did grow,
Or mallows on the leänezide ledge,
About the blue-barr'd geäte, did show
Their grey-blue heads bezide the hedge;
Or where the poppy's scarlet crown
Did nod by clover, dusky red;
Or where the leäze wer ruddy-brown,
By brooks wi' shallow-water'd bed,
We there, all merry, zide by zide,
Did zing along in zummer tide;
An' where the light o' dyen day
So softly on the walls did sheen,
Below the slopen thatch, brown-grey,
By slopen ground o' peälish green,
Or where, in grass all zummer dried,
Did show the thistle's purple studs,
An' beds o' dandelions plied
Their stems wi' yollow fringed buds,
As we in tuen, rhyme by rhyme,
Did zing our zongs in zummer time.
When rwoses' buds have all a-blown,
The lily cups do open white;
When lily cups be all a-vlown,
The leäter pinks do come to zight.
The ditties we did leärn so new
Be over-wold among the young;
When we be all a-gone, but vew
Will know the zongs that we've a-zung.
Zoo let us zing another rhyme
Or two here now in zummer time.