Bib and brace, flat cap and tie,
Herbert was the coolest bricky in Barnsley.
Leaning against the wall like a teapot,
left arm the handle,
right arm the spout.
A cig hangs on his lip for dear life.
Makes him look cooler than Sinatra in Vegas.
Bert is the original master mixer,
two sand, one cement and a lap of water.
It is gobo heaven.
Herbert Cawthorne, the coolest bricky in Barnsley.
And my Grandad.
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