Come and Play

“I wiss you’d come play wif me, Milly,
I’se tired of playing alone,
Det down now, and let us be horses,
’Oo shall have my new reins for ’oo own.”

“Go ’way, I don’t want to, I feel bad.
I want sister rock me by-bye,
I’se tired of being a horsey,
Go ’way, if ’oo don’t I will kwy.”