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      i met her at wool lane
      in the spring
      when boughs did blossom
      an blackbirds did sing

      she was up for it
      ready to go
      she wore a bonnet
      her bum was bare
      so i took her to a show
      down at wareham fair

      i paraded her upon the green
      oh twas a pleasant sunny scene
      there were farmers there
      squires and more
      they said
      what are ya asking for er

      farmer samways he paid ten bob
      i said twould do
      was just the job
      he took her home to his new farm
      near Poole

      thats where she lives
      with Bert his boar
      i never seen such a fat sow since
      or before
      than Bessie the pig
      there Ive said it all



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