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Owd mon, as't at sit mi deawn. Mi legs thiv varneer fawd off. Mi feet are both warchin, wi runnin abeawt. Un I think that wiv aw done enough. ...... Worreyer we do , they'll want moo'er. Their rulin aw't factry wi fear. I don't care eaw soon it gets orf past five. Un then wi con gerr eawt of here. ...... Av neyer met no'bdy us likes it. Un folk , they keep grip'in aw day. They sey that were wark 'in ar fingers ter't bone. Its not wuth it for what bosses pay. ....... But there's nowt that wi con do abeawt it. We aw av fot carry ar load. Thiv gett'n us aw ore a barr'ul. Cos no bugger else pays thi road
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