Tha rooks voun this a pleasant place--
A whim ther young ta rear;
An I a A?ten pleas'd a bin
Ta wActch 'em droo tha year.
'Tis on tha dAc o' Valentine
Or there or thereabout,
Tha rooks da vast begin ta build,
An cawin, make a rout.
Bit aw! when May's a come, ta zee
Ther young tha gunner's shut
Vor SPOORT, an bin, as zum da zAc,
(Naw readship in't I put)
_That nif thAc did'n shut tha, rooks
ThAc'd zoon desert tha trees!_
Wise vawk! Thic reason vor ther SPOORT
Gee thAc mid nif thAc please!
Still zeng I o' tha Rookery,
Vor years it war tha pride
Of all thAc place, bit 'twor ta I
A zumthin moor bezide.
A hired tha Rooks avaur I upp'd;
I hired 'em droo tha dAc;
I hired ther young while gittin flush
An ginnin jist ta cAc.
I hired 'em when my mother gid
Er lessins kind ta I,
In jitch a wAc when I war young,
That I war fit ta cry.
I hired 'em at tha cottage door,
When mornin, in tha spreng,
WAck'd vooA¤th in youth an beauty too,
An birds beginn'd ta zeng.
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