Author matching large dialect region
| Cunningham, Lucy | Central | |||||
| all always ad cos wit mad fish race old clyde one wendy fishes dugs supper pond kitchen thought having win saying lads beans swedish those started proud die scones anymare floor crying fast over breakfast pal legs pups sweeties bag around belly scary ran feart anything coach shaking after mattress something bacon porridge getting wendy's sent faster gave feeding making boys matter would tin maybe line whatever excited sometimes size feed water ladies liked stop morning shot ate cute being going son wioot eat listen sorry real told scared slept laughing deed biscuits knew loved bones bedroom stairs family jim now wanted sprinted drink starting cheek people window panting everything das leave cupboard walked leash usual realised house woke wit's tried hug might died ruffle springs baby trying spat ground babies death eggs plastic trembling running fussing they'd sweetie fed grew thinking sore park leg killing fridays chips heeds peas crumbs pocket watching gummies trouts loaf-ends throw hand good training whole especially bonkers ones playing missing burst stayed cupboards fridge tiding craft mas bath puppies kites ribbons ontae slipping pipe-cleaners linoleum scales downstairs gone somersault yelling bank fucking happened milk ma's laughed heading circus popped drank dumb spring empty lifting guess hadnae tea ambulance showing cheer wiped wits seem bin quickly exist doesnae does happen grabbed laugh confused heart wit''s canny upside afternoon dont attack appear splashing carrier believe we've wrappers teeth walking coulda with god-damned fruit jars tins glassy cherries huge giving thanking sight crates bringing fix exactly type lad wouldnae reaction voices you'll myself probably hugs swam funny how's grub ave top brimming held sorted let's hell toothpick' cunningham worked hulk green pinching oxters rough pulled loaf middle selling shelter money waste could've letting sell waiting crazy bawling havin bloody understand against understaund d'ye throwing swearing won adults mental bump wonder everyone between dreamed slowly slow hugging ruffling bits pockets together murderer starvin ached calls kill looking mie alongside four red spreading werenae sultana field wrapping sultanas pinnie eventually peeking cupcakes lucy faces | a the and wis tae ma me da that it in he of them but didnae wee like aboot were when jist oot on you fir up they her no she wi so dug said had ye there could his at as fae or went things some dae we other then him doon wisnae yer get be bit school did back big much say even their day have think telt got bad folk same still by wae intae looked too hair how aff done that's if really ootside sat afore thing know fair because time couldnae again sure go ken hard made look dinnae he'd eyes us came took been am see where gie way hear man nae night need help open away heard only felt few door room saw three though well it's keep while take next cried cannae she's must they're fine table men miss aye an this here gonnae eh your god is can oor what try body left first ever best | o ah for i aw s whit scots ae hae fur mair oan ower ti are sae frae noo aa auld fowk richt wey awa guid its ither heid weel bi whan efter ain will than lang whaur twa muckle yin ay wad thaim to come ane wan scotland pit wid wes cam thocht tak mak tell wha juist mind maist thon gin gaun micht says thair nor was haes year nou ony hoose anither new life syne bein want doun never yi d ah'm my he's thir seen hame m haed through thae hud mr nicht language kin kent last huv cause een baith fuckin til english face scottish n there's gey place lik sic leid thi gaed throu gied hou right wur bairns better faither which days i'm yir gang git let ll has set fer maun somethin wir sayed end just mither didna cuid alang haun dinna an' war tho taen naw gettin mony braw ve ye're sais faur yon haud ilka these who ah've years name road warld roon daein side deid mean till hoo masel t young goat watter thegither pairt wark feel comin enough atween pure roond near lookin gaelic gien re white hersel great words yet hert lassie john himsel cauld two times yae ir hur onie king past hauf read mornin sayin front ahint sair licht thay eneuch should air comes feet siller brocht amang tryin ye'll mrs bed we're find canna wrang yersel out else puir sittin thare fit beatrice i'll bill every whit's kind thai wisna fund o' word oh voice hiz hale she'd forby anent don't five hing stertit different monie before turn hid sun wirds sang make turnt each thit ah'll tap fuck a'm fell cunt hir black street agin bairn lot whiles laddie fower any nane e bonnie speak naebody awfie thinkin tellin och soon ithers sit honey weill ben rest wuid intil hauns tellt wheen why ten haein aince haill used windae hus coorse ye've naethin wumman high story wull isnae | ||||
| 67.0% | 33.0% | 67.0% | ||||