Scouse Daffs

Just suppose that William Wordsworth had been forced into a writing coalition with Cilla Black...

I wandered lonely as a cloud that floats on high o'er vales and hills, when all at once I saw a lor- -ra lorra lorra daffodils; Surprised I was, but in a blur I picked and stuffed 'em in mi hair.

Woolyback Werdsworth's posh iambic knocks up 'ard against de trochee of ar Cilla's scouse accent. Doze stresses ain't bezzie mates, la. But "trochee" is deffo a boss werd in scouse. Sound.