Wen i wor'a kid!

Wen i wor'a kid, fur'a birr'o a treat, 
we'd gerr'a thrup'ny bit to gu to t'chippy,

Wen i wor'a kid wi wa kept in line,
or end up wi t'belt just fa' bein' lippy, 

Wen i wor'a kid we played games or ad'n 'obby, 
any bover meant a clip raand t'ear from t'local bobby,

Wen i wor'a kid oni t'eldest got new clooas n'a trip to taan, 
the youngen's had to pur'up wi all owd hand-me-daans,

Wen i wor'a kid wi 'ad op'n fires tha' med t'house all sooty, 
lasses played wi dolls while lads played wi trains or'ad a game of footy, 

Wen i wor'a kid wi din't lock winda's and doa's, we din't even bolt t'gate,
bur'it wa safer, life wa easier then n' t'world wor'in a much berr'a state.


Yorkshire Dialect poetry
© Janice Carrington .