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Real Ale an' Fittle by Gary Westwood

Goo ter The Crispin ower kid,
Yo'll be ever s' glad as yo did,
They've got Real Ale in bottles an kegs,
Sum ov it go's straight ter y'legs.

They 'ave darts an quizzes,
Yo con 'ide from yer missis.
They mek Bostin' Fittle,
Big meals an' little.

'T' Boons ter chicken an' scampi,
Try it ode mate,
If yo doh, yo'm bloody well yampy!

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