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Dolan's Rest

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Dolan's Rest
Is the name of yonder nest,
Otherwise known as Blackpool Tower.
Legends tell it was nearly finished,
By a storm of deadly pow'r.

Solomon Gray saw Dolan McNeill
A' ways up top a' the blasted tower, polishing the brass.
"Get ye down, ye bloomin' oaf! Or ye's goin' t' ride the handsome!"
Well, Dolan was deafer'n a post, so he was. Nor did he listen too well.
So seeing Solomon waving his arms, Dolan told him to go to hell.

Hmmph! thought Solomon, man thinks he's got bark;
We'll see how hard he is, come dark o' the clock!

Well, old Dolan kept a polish'n,
Just a wipin' with his rag.
Tis' better'n listening to my wife nag and nag,
Thought he with a wink and a hearty laugh.

Soon the clouds came racing in,
Like the devil himself was a' whippin' and beatin' 'em.
Yet that stubbr'n old man
Never thought of retreat'n.

The shrieking winds soon tore off his coat,
Though nary a one could put out his smoke.
Ol' Dolan felt too tired to climb,
So he rode a tidal bore
Down like a slide.

Most of the coast from Grange-over-Sands
Was fearfully strok'd clear to Lytham Saint-Annes.
But shinin' bright amid the twistn' and snarls,
Stood Blackpool Tower with all of her flowers.
So ends the tale of Dolan's Rest.
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vespera's avatar
I really like this part:


Hmmph! thought Solomon, man thinks he's got bark;
We'll see how hard he is, come dark o' the clock!