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Let's ha nooan o' them skrikes    Nowty man!

Varry monny years ago, when this world wor rather young, A varry wicked sarpent, wi' a varry oily tongue, Whispered summat varry nowty into Mistress Adam's ear; An shoo pluckt a little apple 'at soa temptingly hung near.

An if aw've spokken nowty words    At's made thee cry an freeat; Aw've allus suffered twice as mich,    An beg'd thi to forget.

But I'm not a rash man, and I'm not going to be responsible to the master with his temper so nowty and all since Miss Maggie went.