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  • V New 'Obby from medwar 126 days old

    What it is rite I got vis new ‘obby, An with it no one can compete, Sumtimes I ‘ave to use me head, But make very likkle use of me feet. I goes to me ...

  • The Story of Charlie and Barley from medwar 435 days old

    Charlie O’Brian he had a pet lion, That was kept in the garden shed. Charlie fed it every morning, And at night before going to bed. Mr O’Brian hated ...

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  • Poor Wilfred from medwar 435 days old

    The Doctor looked in Wilfreds mouth An said they looked real big, Then slumped back in his tattered chair An’ lit another cig. He said “We’ll ‘ave to ...

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  • Samson the Binman from medwar 435 days old

    Samson was a bin man who lived down our row, He carried bins two at one time, Til he dropped one on his toe. Things never were the same again, Although ...

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  • Wilfs Holiday from medwar 447 days old

    Twer a wet summers day up in Owdham, An the roses as allas were in bud, Wellies were lined up inth back yard, Ma’s an’Fathers an’t kids caked wi’mud It ...

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  • Ma’s Legs from medwar 447 days old

    Well She sat so close t’ fire, but still shivered an’ was cold, Us kids were left at back o’ the house an we did as we were told The butter melted in ...

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  • The Calculator from medwar 452 days old

    Our worstest subject at schoo’ Was when we ‘ad to do sums, Teacher wrote questions on a board, An we copied answers off us chums. One day teacher came ...

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  • The Rocket Man from medwar 452 days old

    There’s many a man in town, When greeted wi’ a frown, Of a wife would like to run or fly away, But this ‘ere is the story, Filled with fearless flight ...

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  • I Like it from medwar 452 days old

    I like it in the morning, I like it late at night. I like it in the moonlight, Or when the sun is bright. I like it when I’m sleepy, And when I’m wide-awake, I ...

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  • The Great Glodwick Discovery from medwar 452 days old

    Up on Glodwick Low Where courting couples used to go, It ’ad rained a lot and washed away the clay, Leaving nowt but shale about, Something queer was ...

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