Saturday, 25 July 2015

GRANNY BARKES FELL IN WOOLWORTHS



GRANNY BARKES FELL IN WOOLWORTHS
Granny Barkes fell in Woolworths ... she'll get a free ride in the  ambulance. Ha! Ha! Ha! The just man falls seven times.  Look! See the tracks of Santa's feet on the hearth. I'll break your ould desk. Say what may the tidings be, on this glorious Christmas morn? He's lost his apple cake. Look! Look what Mairead has made! That would bury Dick and Diamond. Indeed he went all the way to the whiney nough. I'm getting a wheelbarrow tomorrow. It's brand new ... I can't sleep with excitement. This is a day above all days. No.... we are off to school, c'mon Eddie. I heard a roar between  two hills. L to the water Jimmy Harte. I wish that day would come back again. And flying my kite. What happened to your lorry Jim? Lay on MacDuff. Edward's day out. He cut down a tree from the hedge of the car road with a hatchet - yes, but it's his birthday. I don't know ... maybe so. I think they did. Look at the size of the flakes! Look at the size of the flakes! He stole matches. Time waits for no man ... not even John Roy. Jeremiah, blow the fire; puff, puff, puff. Blue ink, black ink, and good red ink. Secundam scripturas. Has he no ears? The waters wild went o'er his child and he was left lamenting. There's a yellow rose in Texas. A field in Larne. The Minster-clock has just struck two, And yonder is the Moon. And the hunter home from the hills. Wait 'til I get another stone for you Cyril. McAree, McAra, Mc Avarn K-Kunny, put in your white foot 'til I see if you're my mummy. Patch upon patch sown without stitches; come riddle me this and I'll give you my britches. Joe Worthington, Joe Worthington you'd sit till you'd rot. I washed my hands in water; water never run ... and I dried them in a towel that was neither wove nor spun. Here comes I Wee Devil Doubt... the pain within, the pain without. When I was a lad so was me Dad. Ta Ra Ra Bam... Ta Ra Ra Ching ... Ta Ra Ra Bam ... Ta Ra Ra. 'Twas on a Sunday evening that Barlow's it was robbed: Mrs Barlow went down to the room to get a treacle scone, but when she saw the moneybox, the money it was gone.  Water! Water! ... er ... Tea! Tea!... with two lumps of sugar and a spot of milk. I wonder, yes I wonder, will the angels way up yonder, will the angels play their harps for me? Willie Ruckie. Milled today, fed tomorrow. It's long and it's narrow, it's not very wide, it wears a green selvage on every side. Yes and truly you are best. No more tomorrows in your career. Dr Whitehead. Piss, Piss  Iceland dog! Tickets are sixpence each and I hope you all win. Andera Keck K-Keck K-Keck K-Keck. We sell only the best E..E..English C..C..Coca Cola. Aye but, naw but, could you cut turf? Hollyhocks! Hollyhocks! over Bobby Lyttle's garden wall.  "You took the coat hanger to it." The seas obey, the fetters break and lifeless limbs thou dost restore. You could easily stand on Kelly's hills and count his skinny ribs. Barefooted thatcher ... Pa Bunty. Have you got a wagon to put these wheels on? Lauda Jerusalem Dominum,  Lauda Deum tuum Sion. Man attacked and thoroughly beaten ... attackers make off in a posh car. Swiftly, silently and unseen. You see Missus; there's the cow and there's the gate. Ecce Panis Angelorum. Dee daw Marjorie Raw. You're idle for stelk. Saucepan gossiper. Corduroy for every boy, cordurat for every cat. We're the boys that fears no noise, we are the bold Drumarda boys. On Saturday night we all got tight and Cassidy brought us over.  Silver Saturday, jink night. Listening to the footsteps of the boys from Tedd. Dick Nan's: just the spot for a picnic. Listen to me George: "Would you like white stones on your grave?" The bespectacled roadman.  Chick a boom ...  chick a rack ... chick a boom ... chick a rack ... and the yellow skirt goes swinging.  Mr. Marley has been dead these seven years, Scrooge replied. He died seven years ago, this very night. Too strong Grandad, too strong. Go on Balfour! Santa Agatha, ora pro nobis. "Pope Pius XII died during the night." The Ypres Salient at Night. Histracy. Wherefore have you left your sheep on that stony mountain steep? Hi for a toffer  and hi for it still; and hi for the wee lad lies over the hill. The river eddy  whirls. Beati Michaeli archangelo. Put a table in the hall and it will do fine. And he fully did. Jimmy Hicks is not in hell. Rushe came down last night. I know my nick name. Uncle Merry. For aye for guide: very good neighbours, but keep your back to us. Apostrophe at the Post  Office today. Let the reindeers go. Let them go! Good morrow Mick. No-one will  read your papers. Oh! Hugh is staunch. Jack's in Diviney. Smithers. You're only making a faddle (fardel) of yourself. The image of a girl. Deeper than the wishing well. Ballina, Balnabroka, Anahinahola, don't show the white feather wherever you go. Carolina  moon. What a beautiful day! What must heaven be like? Do you know our d'Brian?  You're nice Miss Rice. I see said the blind man. The fish in the pond are seeing  red as Bobby is fishing with Coates strong thread. And those who come from  distance far are always late for tea. Oh! to be in Doonaree. All day all night  Marianne; down by the seaside sifting sand. Look at the way he's twisting that  stick. He won't know himself in this lovely place. You've given me a taste of fame. There was a wild colonial boy  Jack Saltey was his name. Geoff Duke. I win a pound. The ancient ring post snapped like a matchstick. I think, I think, that she's the mostest of the lot, and furthermore she is the only chick I got. Nicolette ... I can pick 'em! Raddle diddle da ha ha. They all wore black coats and black top hats and they turned and went up to your room. Deep, deep river... away, away. Early morning light ... Rat ta-tat ta-tat ta-tat. Rat ta-tat ta-tat ta-tat.

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