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It startid wi a bawd spot, Abeawt as big as orf a creawn. Then it gett'n bigger, un werk't its road areawnd. Every time I ad a bath, or washed mi hair at neet. I'd look deawn on'tert floo'er, There'd bi hair aw reawnd mi feet. ........ Faw'in eawt in chunks, it wuz. Bawd as a coot , on top. Un then I tried a Toopay, Favver'd a flamin mop. I said I would'nt wear it, Wife said, it looked awreet. I said us folk erd laff at mi , becos it looked a seet. ....... Her geet her road, I wore it. It were stuck on wi tape, un pinned. Burr everybody laffed at mi. It blew off in't bloody wind.
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