You know, Wassername
‘er wi’ mucky frocks
eeh she were a chatterbox,
chubby knees, never a please
or a howdoyoudo.
Knew her when she were flea high
to a snot-rag – now look, she’s writ a book
a best seller, gorra fella wi bags of it.
‘Appen I’d’ve done t’same if I’d a mind ter,
mark my peas and cucumbers,
it’ll be filthy as a brass’s gusset.
Yer can tek girl out of t’frying pan
but yer canna tek snicket out of’t’girl.
Mine’s a gin and orange luv, no ice.
RACHAEL CLYNE lives in Glastonbury. Her prizewinning collection Singing at the Bone Tree – is published by Indigo Dreams. Anthologies: The Very Best of 52, Book of Love and Loss, Poems for a Liminal Age. Magazines: Tears in the Fence, Prole, The Rialto, Under the Radar, The Interpreters House.