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Dec 2020
'Hey mama queen, you're one hell'va sick *****'
said Philip, striking a dandy pose
'My goodness, what's come over you, one is not amused'
replied the queen
'Yo mama, me aint tripping, got me a gig at the Community Centre,
got to pump da fist with those great unwashed
got to get the lingo right and get down with da ****** and da bruvs
or else the smellies gonna lip da wicked Philip
is snotty with delusions of grandeur
ya know the motherf--kers aint got nothing in their numbskulls
'Ah, one sees now' said the queen
'Go homeboy, go kick some *** and just **** it, bro'
Queen and Philip, fell about in raucous belly laugh
'I say, anyone for gin and tonic' say a prince entering the room
'Don't mind if I do' replied queen
'Take a hike bruf, before I ***** yo ***' said Philip
'Your mama is a ***, she ***** my ****' replied the prince
He had been practising too!......
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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   Ken Pepiton
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