[?] Login | Register



Cockney Ipsum

Text: Paragraphs:

Use your loaf and think about it

Answer that dog and bone! It pens in here, Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. Take a quick butchers hook It's time to iron my Uncle. He's full of porkies, Having a good rabbit and pork, He's full of porkies, Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. It pens in here, Hand over the bees to me, Take a quick butchers hook Where's the trouble? Stick it up your Khyber. It's time to iron my Uncle. Having a good rabbit and pork, Put on your Weasel You made a pig's ear of that. I don't Adam and Eve it! Right bin lids, It's time to iron my Uncle. Get up those Apples and to bed! Stick it up your Khyber. Use your loaf and think about it, Get up those Apples and to bed! It pens in here.

What knobbly biscuits you have! It's time to iron my Uncle. They're telling you pork pies, You're talking cobblers! I'll just ask His Nibbs, Lad. Use your crust mate! I don't Adam and Eve it! Where's my old man? Come on my old China, It's time to iron my Uncle. Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig.

Lad. Use your crust mate! Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. Can you Adam and Eve it? He's full of porkies, What is she rabbiting on about.

Pick up your plates and get moving. It's all gone Pete Tong! Lad. Use your crust mate! Having a good rabbit and pork, Someone has half inched your wallet. Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. They're telling you pork pies, You muppet! Absolutely brassic - Yer 'aving a larf! Take a quick butchers at this! Come on my old China, You made a pig's ear of that. Put on your Weasel Answer that dog and bone! Get up those Apples and to bed! Where's the trouble? Where's the trouble? Let's climb those apples and pears. Scarpa! Where's the trouble? Hand over the bees to me, Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. On with the Titfa.

You're talking cobblers! Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! Get up those Apples and to bed! It pens in here, I'll just ask His Nibbs, I'll just ask His Nibbs, Where's the trouble?