Stars wur shoiting in an' aat

Stars wur shoiting in an' aat, An' gravel ratches wur abaat, An' th' folk, he sed thay little knew Wat mischief it began to brew. An' news he spread abaat the taan Wat lots o' rain wud tumble daan An' like his anshent sires he spoke The shockin news withaat a joak.

For soin the rain i' torrent fell, And o what awful news to tell, It lookt as claads wur baan to shutter, For every dyke, an' ditch, an' gutter, A regeler deluge did resemble. Which made the Haworth folk to tremble. Sum tried to stop its course wi' stones, An' sum dropt on their marrow bones, An' hoped that if the world wur draaned, The railway wud be saafe an' saand.

But prayers like theas hed no avail, For th' waters deluged all the vale; An' th' latest news 'at I heerd Th' railway's nearly disappear'd; But if it's fun withaat a flaw, Wha, folks, I'm like to let you know.