The brown bird he finds old snags
among the tottle grass
Under the varm a yaffle cries
a reynold make en fly
A culver coos and bobs his 'ead
perched over twittens trod
and spies a Mousearnickle
amongst the red snottgogs
( you will only understand that if you know Sussex Dialect Or you are just weird)
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