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A. A plague! theasetheäse [sic] cow wont stand a bit, &emsp;&ensp;Noo sooner do she zee me zit &emsp;&ensp;Ageän her, than she’s in a trot, &emsp;&ensp;A runnenA-runnèn [sic] to zome other spot.

J. Why ’tis the dog do sceäre the cow, &emsp;&ensp;He worried her a-vield benow.

A. Goo in, Ah! Liplap, where’s your tailtaïl [sic]!

J. He’s off, then up athirt the railraïl. [sic] &emsp;&ensp;Your cow there, Anne’s a-come to hand &emsp;&ensp;A goodish milcher.

A. If she’d stand;, [sic] &emsp;&ensp;But then she’ll steäre an’ start wi’ fright &emsp;&ensp;To zee a dumbledore in flight. &emsp;&ensp;Last week she lethet [sic] the païl a flought, &emsp;&ensp;An’ flung my meal o’ milk half out.

J. Ha! Ha! But Anny, here, what lout &emsp;&ensp;Broke half your small païl’s bottom out?

A. What lout indeed! What, do ye own &emsp;&ensp;The neäme? What dropp’d en on a stwone!? [sic]

J. Hee! Hee! Well now he’s out o’ trim &emsp;&ensp;Wi’ only half a bottom to en; &emsp;&ensp;“Could you still vill en’ to the brim &emsp;&ensp;An’ yit not let the milk run drough en?”

A. Aye, as for nonsense, Joe, your head &emsp;&ensp;Do hold it all so tight’s a blather;, [sic] &emsp;&ensp;But if ’tis any good, do shed &emsp;&ensp;It all so leäky as a lather. &emsp;&ensp;Could you vill pailspaïls [sic] ’ithout a bottom, &emsp;&ensp;Yourself that be so deeply skill’d?

J. Well, ees, I could, if I’d a-got em &emsp;&ensp;Inside o’ bigger woones a-vill’d.