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COCKNEY TALK

COCKNEY TALK

In the mid nineteenth century in London town 
Something strange was going down 
It was a new way to chat and communicate 
Originated in the East End the locals thought it great 

A day starts washing their boat race with Bob Hope 
Should you want to know that's a face wash with some soap 
Followed by putting on their daisy roots and dicky dirt 
That's putting on their boots and a shirt 

Off to work and a hit and miss to the trouble and strife 
Everyone knows that's a kiss to the wife 
After work it's off to the Rub a dub for a King Lear 
After work it's off to the pub for a beer 

I could go on but I'm now going to Uncle Ned 
In case you haven't guessed I'm now going to bed
 

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sparrowsong

Hello Kieran...

Love this!

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I would definitely need a translator for sure...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Syd

A really enjoyable read Keiran. It's a shame cockney rhyming slang has all but disappeared, replaced now by hoodlum language.

- Syd 

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