On one morn in the month of May

Down to the ferry we went one day

The wind was blowing the devil of a gale so instead we went out on the ale

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Out on the Mersey Oh how the cold wind blew

I used me jersey to mop up the pools of spew.

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When we got home we were tired and beat

so we looked in the cupboard for something to eat

there were taters carrots and onions too

so we had the stuff for an Irish stew

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Oh flour and suet and a handfull of parsley too

I made a dumpling ---- to chuck in the Irish stew

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We lobbed it in the pot and it looked complete

but soon we realised that we had no meat

I diddnt have a lot to spend

so I bought me a pound of the best scragg end

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Oh flour and suet and a handfull of parsley too

I chucked my dumpling ---- into the Irish stew

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It boiled for an hour and we found a ladle

then we all sat down at the kitchen table

I scooped it and poked it and stirred it around

but the big fat dumpling could not be found

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Oh flour and suet and a handfull of parsley too

My lovely dumpling ------ lost in the Irish stew

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It sat there proud all suet and dough

when it was struck by a carrot from down below

It was holed below the gravy line

and down it went for the very last time.

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Oh flour and suet a handfull of parsley too

My lovely dumpling ------

Lost in the Irish stew !!!!!