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Cockney Ipsum

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You're talking cobblers!

He's full of porkies, They're telling you pork pies, Let's climb those apples and pears. Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. Pick up your plates and get moving. It pens in here, Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. What knobbly biscuits you have! He's full of porkies, Let's climb those apples and pears. You forgot your sausage and mash. It's all gone Pete Tong! See you later alligator. Someone has half inched your wallet. Can you Adam and Eve it? Your barnet looks like an Irish Jig.

It pens in here, Someone has half inched your wallet. Get up those Apples and to bed! Let's climb those apples and pears. Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. Where's my old man? It pens in here, It's time to iron my Uncle. Use your loaf and think about it, Use your loaf and think about it, You made a pig's ear of that. Can you Adam and Eve it?

Scarpa! It's time to iron my Uncle. Scarpa! Put on your best fiddle and flute Right bin lids, Put on your Weasel Having a good rabbit and pork, It's time to iron my Uncle. Put on your best fiddle and flute It's time to iron my Uncle. Right bin lids, I'll just ask His Nibbs, Right bin lids, What knobbly biscuits you have!

I'll just ask His Nibbs, You're talking cobblers! You made a pig's ear of that. Get up those Apples and to bed! You're going to have your barnet cut today. Can you Adam and Eve it? Put on your best fiddle and flute On with the Titfa I'll just ask His Nibbs, What knobbly biscuits you have! What is she rabbiting on about.

Pick up your plates and get moving. I don't Adam and Eve it! Get up those Apples and to bed! You're talking cobblers! It's all gone Pete Tong! It's time to iron my Uncle. Put on your Weasel Where's the trouble? Answer that dog and bone! Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! You're starting to get on my wick. I'll just ask His Nibbs, Stick it up your Khyber. You're going to have your barnet cut today.