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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413907" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Future Perfect dialect poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Future Perfect</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two auld biddies gossiping <br>aboot their hubbies suffering.<br> My Albies plagued with aches and pains<br>Ye knaa he’s got varry close veins..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That’s aaful pet her friend replied.<br>With eagerness she could not hide<br>My Fred has a cardiac heart.<br> That’s bad enuff just for a start.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has a gastric stomach too.<br>He’s hard to live with I tell you.<br> Aah dee me best as ye well knaa, <br> he’s only happy doon the bar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Supping beer he shouldn’t have<br> he’ll drive me to an orly grave <br>Ye knaa hinny but for us<br> they’d starve to death Its curious. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Theres neither of them fit te work <br>Aah wonder sometimes if the shirk<br>but we gan on as women dee.<br>We have nee time to be poorly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They said Tara and went their way.<br> They’d had their gossip for the day.<br> There’s hoosework waiting to be dyun<br>we get nee help from anyone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His lordship likes to lie in bed <br>He’s like a bear with a sore head.<br> If Aah distorb him early on<br> before the noonday buzzers gone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He gets up shouting for his grub. <br>His breakfast forst then doon the pub.<br> It hurts to see him suffer so <br>aah doot he hasn’t lang to go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His funerals paid for at the store<br> that’s one worry aah can ignore.<br> Aah’ll be a widow woman then<br>Aah divvent think aah’ll wed again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">AAh’ll get mesel a bungalow<br>wi lace cortins in the window.<br> Aah have a black dress put away <br> ah divest wear it ivory day</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aah keep it by for funerals<br> it’s ower fancy for me gals.<br> Aah’ll wear it when they bury me <br>a sight Aah will not live te see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">AAh’ll be alone when Fred has gone <br>but dee me best to carry on.<br>Nee lazy man to bother me.<br> Aah think aah’ll manage easily.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">8-Sep-08</div><div style="margin:10px 0">http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q>
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Two auld biddies gossiping 
aboot their hubbies suffering.
 My Albies plagued with aches and pains
Ye knaa he’s got varry close veins..

That’s aaful pet her friend replied.
With eagerness she could not hide
My Fred has a cardi..."></div>
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