Pigeon
The sky was allus black,
Like it was int mine,
Afore thee.
But now t’skies are blue
With fluffy clouds,
Since I’ve had thee.
I’m looking for thee now,
I allus will.
Thy eds all sleek and bonny,
An tha body’s soft and warm.
Yer tails a spiky arrer,
Yer wings yer main, yer all.
I m looking for thee now,
I allus will.
Aye, ye’ll never fail me,
Spite rain an thunderstorms.
Ye’ll come back to me my lovey,
My sweetest dear, my heart.
I m looking for thee now,
I allus will.
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