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(as originally published in Yorkshire dialect)
A flea, a fly, a magpie, an' bacon flitch
is t' Yorksherman's Coit of Arms,
An' t' reason they've choszen these things so rich
's becoss they hev all speshal charms.
A flea will bite whoivver it can -
An' soa, my lads, will a Yorksherman !
A fly will sup with Dick, Tom, or Dan, -
An' soa, by gow ! will a Yorksherman !
A magpie can talk for a terrible span, -
An' soa, an' all, can a Yorksherman !
A flitch is no gooid whol its hung, ye'll agree, -
No more is a Yorksherman, don't ye see ?
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