Bearwood Town…..my poem about my home town of Bearwood on the border of Birmingham and The Black Country
Apologies to Whistling Roger Whitaker and his 1970’s Christmas hit: Durham Town
BEARWOODTOWN
I aye gunner leave ‘ole Bearwood Town…..
I aye gunner leave ‘ole Bearwood Town…..
I aye gunner leave ‘ole Bearwood Town…..
COZ it aye tha sorta place ter gemme darn…..
Councillors Piper, Eling n Jaron
Do soo much fer are Bearwood Mon
Loike Billy Spake
Does fer thee ‘ole Black Countray
Smerrick is Richard Marshall’s patch…..
This local Councillor does Sooo Mutch…..
Fer Bearwood n Smerrick…..
Smethwick in a Stew n Lightwoods Park……and House…..
Juss two of ‘is projects……Ooh worra lark……!!!
I, and others from ‘is Bearwood Crew…..
Did Volunteer…..
Fer Smethwick in a Stew…..
As a fantastic reward fer uz all…..
Who Volunteer fer are Bearwood…..
‘N’……What’s more…..We did Volunteer…..
Fer tha Beer on tha Black Countray Buzz…..
Juss a few yers agoo the Sandon Road “SIX”
Did trundle too n fro…..
With thee ‘Aglee Rowd…
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