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COCKNEY RHYMING SLANG
COCKNEY RHYMING SLANG
In an Semi Erotic poetic Verse.
Adam & Eve = Believe. / A Crocked Mile = Stile /
Tarts = Woman or Girl./ Plates of Meat = Feet. / Piped up = Spoke. /
Apples & Pears = Stairs. / A Pat on the Head = A Hat on the Head. /
Pen & Ink = Stink. / Kane & Able = Mabel or Stable or Table /
A Work of Art = Beautiful. Spark’s = Dark or Park, /
A Looker = Cute. / A Bird = Woman. / Sheila = A Woman. /
Peeler = Copper = Bobby = Policeman. / Ounce = Bounce. /
Pieces of Eight = Gate. / A Splitter or Bitter = A Pint of Ale. /
Pub or Inn = Ale House. / A Sprog = A Child 0r Kid. /
Twin = Spin. / Jack Boots = Walking Shoes. /
Twisters = Blisters. / Morns = Corns, / Loo = Toilet. /
Tone = Home, / Sped = Bed. / Shag-pile = Carpet. /
Condoms = Rubber Johnny’s or Plastic Rain Coats. /
Fucking or Sex = Nookey or In-Out-In. /
Cumming = Juice flowing. / Rabbet = Chatter 0r Said, /
Pickers = Knickers or Panties. /
Oral Sex = Lickers,
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Would you Adam and Eve it, There was a fine looking Tart,
A Work of art, Sitting down at the Kane & Able,
So I took my Plates of Meat for a Walk, in the Sparks,
Close to Dusk it was a little Spark she was an alright Sheila,
But hidden over in the corner was a Peeler, taking notes,
We walked to the Pieces of Eight and the Pub on the corner,
Passing a Sprog on the way,
The Pub was called the Spinning Lions,
I sat down slipping my Plates of Meat from my Jack Boots,
I had one or two Twisters on my Plates of meat,
I said to the Tart want to come back for coffee,
So we went to my Tone, I love your Shag-Pile she said,
She went up the Apples & Pears to the Loo.
She Said you’ve got a big Sped, has it got some ounce?
She Piped up I’ve got a new Raincoat want to give it a try?
So we both went up the Apples & Pears and onto the Sped,
Trying on the Plastic Rain-Coat. to get some In-Out-In,
She wanted her Juice Flowing, in the In-Out- In,
Nookey is Great she Rabbets on, She took off her Pickers,
We had In-Out-In and Lickers Juice was Flowing,
NOW TRY AND WORK IT OUT IF YOU CAN?
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YOURS TRULY
The Warrior Poet.... xxxx
In an Semi Erotic poetic Verse.
Adam & Eve = Believe. / A Crocked Mile = Stile /
Tarts = Woman or Girl./ Plates of Meat = Feet. / Piped up = Spoke. /
Apples & Pears = Stairs. / A Pat on the Head = A Hat on the Head. /
Pen & Ink = Stink. / Kane & Able = Mabel or Stable or Table /
A Work of Art = Beautiful. Spark’s = Dark or Park, /
A Looker = Cute. / A Bird = Woman. / Sheila = A Woman. /
Peeler = Copper = Bobby = Policeman. / Ounce = Bounce. /
Pieces of Eight = Gate. / A Splitter or Bitter = A Pint of Ale. /
Pub or Inn = Ale House. / A Sprog = A Child 0r Kid. /
Twin = Spin. / Jack Boots = Walking Shoes. /
Twisters = Blisters. / Morns = Corns, / Loo = Toilet. /
Tone = Home, / Sped = Bed. / Shag-pile = Carpet. /
Condoms = Rubber Johnny’s or Plastic Rain Coats. /
Fucking or Sex = Nookey or In-Out-In. /
Cumming = Juice flowing. / Rabbet = Chatter 0r Said, /
Pickers = Knickers or Panties. /
Oral Sex = Lickers,
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Would you Adam and Eve it, There was a fine looking Tart,
A Work of art, Sitting down at the Kane & Able,
So I took my Plates of Meat for a Walk, in the Sparks,
Close to Dusk it was a little Spark she was an alright Sheila,
But hidden over in the corner was a Peeler, taking notes,
We walked to the Pieces of Eight and the Pub on the corner,
Passing a Sprog on the way,
The Pub was called the Spinning Lions,
I sat down slipping my Plates of Meat from my Jack Boots,
I had one or two Twisters on my Plates of meat,
I said to the Tart want to come back for coffee,
So we went to my Tone, I love your Shag-Pile she said,
She went up the Apples & Pears to the Loo.
She Said you’ve got a big Sped, has it got some ounce?
She Piped up I’ve got a new Raincoat want to give it a try?
So we both went up the Apples & Pears and onto the Sped,
Trying on the Plastic Rain-Coat. to get some In-Out-In,
She wanted her Juice Flowing, in the In-Out- In,
Nookey is Great she Rabbets on, She took off her Pickers,
We had In-Out-In and Lickers Juice was Flowing,
NOW TRY AND WORK IT OUT IF YOU CAN?
THEN TELL ME
WHAT U THINK OF THIS POEM?
BY LEAVING A COMMENT BELOW.
THANK YOU
P. s.
One last thing.
Did it turn you on?
even just a little bit?
If it did or did not please let me know by leaving a comment.
THANK YOU
HAVE A GREAT DAY,
YOURS TRULY
The Warrior Poet.... xxxx
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