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I met this geezer down the frog Who said mate you gotta have a butchers So we went into the rub a dub And I couldn't Adam and Eve it There before me mince pies Stood a treacle all sugar and spice She was a bleeding treat For this London boy with sore plates For I had been walking for quite a while But now I was beginning to smile Watching her with a pigs ear in me mitts Boy I was chuffed to bits
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Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 12:31 PM UTC
Cockney Am I
I met this geezer down the frog Who said mate you gotta have a butchers So we went into the rub a dub And I couldn't Adam and Eve it There before me mince pies Stood a treacle all sugar and spice She was a bleeding treat For this London boy with sore plates For I had been walking for quite a while But now I was beginning to smile Watching her with a pigs ear in me mitts Boy I was chuffed to bits
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Mar 2, 2016 at 12:31 PM UTC
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