The Loss Of The Good Sip Woolerite Part 2

THE LOSS OF THE GOOD SHIP "WOOLERITE

Photos by Steve Thompson
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Poem/Play by W C Day of Wooler
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(Part 2)

Tom Guthrie exclaimed "My what a 'boat'
And gave them a mascot, Walter Scott's Goat,
At Middleton Hall she was praised like a Queen
Then 'doon' at the gravel-bed she was next seen.
Alang' by the Haugh and past Geordie Rentons
She wasn't 'see' far away from Fentons.
Away past Kell Smarts and on to the bridges
The Milk Bar sold 'oot', there was 'nowt' but the 'fridges'.

Beside Johnie Walkers the 'crood' was intense
They stood on his buses and broke 'doon' his fence.
She sailed slowly 'doon' to Turvelaws bend
Where the people went mad, when she showed her front end.
Under the bailey, the 'ould' bridge 'anaal'
He stood on the bank as she crept slowly by
And presented fresh eggs to Murdoch Mckie.

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'Croods' 'doon' at Maxwells and 'all' Fenton 'Hoose',
Stood waving their flags till their arms were high loose.
At Nesbit the same the flags were all flying
At Logan's a man was both laughing and crying.
They reached Geordie Curie's and gota salute
From a band on the 'Redescar', whistle and flute.
Away past Milfield and then on to the Ford
When somebody 'shooted' "MAN OVERBOARD".

The Captain gave orders, "Lower the Boat",
But instead of a man it was Walter's Scott's Goat.
The ship gave a shudder and shook like a worm.
Officer Quetin gave orders galore
While Freddie the Captain cursed and he swore.
Steward, John Willie, fell from his bunk
Glenny the Galley boy, thought he was drunk,
He gave him a lifebelt, 'cos he couldn't swim
But Johnie knelt 'doon' and started a Hymn.
Donkeyman Dunn was in such a state
Fell on top of Johnie and swallowed his bait.

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The Cook, Billie Lee, was 'deeing' the dinner
When an S-O-S came, that he'd backed a winner.
He rushed up the galley, to 'shoot' his success
And then he passed 'oot' when he saw all the mess.
Signalman Laycock was 'fetching it up'
When Fireman Gall on handed his cup
"Take a 'gud' drink Bill, for here comes a rocker"
It seems we're 'all boond' for Davy Jones Locker".

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Poor "Jock the Guzzler" was up the 'craaws' nest
When the mast broke in two and smashed 'aal' his chest,
'Nero' the Goat felt very poor
Thinking of pastures on MiddletonMoor.
Big Stoker Gibson was stoking below
When the 'watter' 'cum' in and he had to leave go.
"Get Donald's pumps or we'll be in the soup"
Said Pumpman Stirzaker, stuck on the Poop.

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By this time the Captain was 'oot' i' the game,
And into the breach stepped Officer James
"Lower the Boats" he started to 'shoot'
When up came a wave and knocked him clean 'oot'.
Berty Clow fell, while 'coontin' his points
And old Tommy Reid had to straighten his joints.
Deck hand Garrett deserved special mention
When he took command "Attenshun", "Attenshun" !!

The boat 'wadn't' give, it was stuck in the crease
Till boilerman Ballast, applied elbow grease.
He gave it a push, Oh what a clatter
And 'doon' the boat dropped to the turbulent 'watter'.
They pulled Glenny in by the tail of his coat
When one of them 'shooted' "We've left Scotty'sGoat.
"We'll see him 'alreet'" said Garrett of 'Nero'
If not, we'll tell them, he died like a Hero.

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They drifted ashore 'aboot' Sybil's well
And trudged till they reached the Red Lion Hotel.
The Host Abercombie soon pulled them 'aroond'.
Except poor John Willie, dreaming he 'drooned'.
Then on to the 'phone went Gibson and Mac
To send a bus 'oot' and get the men back.
It duly arrived, they 'all' got inside,
Drenched to the skin, but still full o' pride.

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In the meantime a message, sent in Morse Code
Was received at the Station, 'alang' Etal Roads,
Promptly the lifeboat from Millfield was sent
Hume in command, they knew what it meant.
But when they arrived at the scenes of the wreck.
All they could find, was the Goat on the deck
They then rescued Nero, and back to the "Lion"
Where somebody said "Yer haven't been trying"
"The crew's 'all' been rescued, 'withoot' any fuss
They're on their way 'hyem noo' in Jack Walker's bus".

'Croods' lined the roads and 'alang' the High Street
When they 'horrd' that the crew were saved that 'neet'.
What a commotion 'aroond' by the Pant
Even the Councillors started to rant.
The music was played by Jock Wilson's band,
'Ivry' man Jack was shook by the hand.
They danced and they sung till early next day
Then off 'hyem' to bed to sleep it away.
So 'noo' the end of me story, 'ower' the page.

There's 'nivvor' another been built in the 'toon',
Since the "Wollerite" sunk on a trip to the moon.
So will 'aal' o' persons, whose names I have used
Accept my Apologies, my Thanks are profuse.
To the Butcher, the Baker, Cobbler or Cook
And anyone else that appears in this Book.

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THE END