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I stood eyes agog in all me best togs at the top of Durham cathedral,
as still as i could as if made of balsa wood,
when a whiff of jiggery pokery assails me nostrils.

He,d said "I,ll be seeing you on this goodly day at 3"
I sweetly replied" are you bringing a mate"?
"no, he replied wickedly today its just me and thee"
this is what happens after drink..........................ive started so i,ll finish..

Something was afoot he hadnt turned up
i was bewitched bothered and blooming bewildered,
and that wasnt the half of it,
still, i chanced another look i owed it to myself and especially
folk in the parish of Ebchester and nearby Witton gilbert.
im gonna hate myself in the morning, i dont think thats the correct saying.. respect myself ?