Woke up at sun up
as the night burned
in Bacup.

Lancashire bred
no use for t'bed
'cept for occasional slumber
and if she calls my number
the less occasional
fumble.

It looks a nice day
for *******
on a boat out
from t' bay
or just for laying and
for lazing on sand.

It would be grand
if thee'd come and join me
for a dip in t'pool,
then lunch from the chippie
and afterwards a walk down
the prom' with
a Mr Whippy along
for company.

I'm off now
wi' nets,
no answer from thee
I guess I'll be
******* today.