POLISS

Is Huck, skidding thru po-lice points like dice
with eyes and sees as a'hunting
clever sprawl-arm fighter
Gotta gan an' -
that's my dad, said the rabbit
Pants and paws his back at back
Jesu! sez the net-man

PLASHY

Hoo far is't
Te waak te toon -
this clarty road an' plashy weathor?

(after Basho)

PEASE PUDDIN

They eat it here
They eat it there
They eat peas puddin everywhere
From North Blyth down to old Tow Law
Geordies say
I want some more

They eat it cold
They eat it hot
Tthe main thing is, that they get a lot
Non-Geordies say that it looks quite grotty
But we aal say, aal hev it wi stotty

You can eat it with ham
You can eat it with beet
It's especially good when you've been oot aal neet
But the best way by far, is with a jar
Of Newcastle broon
Aye, that's aal reet

So once again the time has come
To sup a few, and have some fun
To sit and talk the night away
And celebrate St Geordie's day
And just to make this one a good-un
Help yourself to some great peas puddin.

[from Ken Barrow, formerly of Consett, who explains St Geordie's day is, of course, 23 April]