.
exspeshly edvard
when
wishperz
what's the game?
have i mentioned this before?
a local Italian set-up somewhere in the capital
with sable decor and steaks
is this marketing at its grandest?
polytechnic stuff
the way he pronounces ravioli
is superb
passing him by the bathrooms,
he's gone all cockney with the kitchen chefs
what a performance
this is
my mate Gaz knows how symbolism works
his astrological memoir drops in july
he's going on tour and i call him to say,
"bring it down."
on the way out, i yell 'bravo'
You played Judy Teen,
became our Top of the Pops,
strumming Spanish strings
in that epic bowler hat,
somehow breaking every code.
I was haulin' a heavy load
Up the frog an' toad,
When down poured the pleasure an' pain
To my dismay.
Once home I received an' invitation
To a good ol' gay an' hearty!
I was promised plenty o' laughs,
Box o' toys an' lots of give an' take.
An' this was to last
Til day's a dawning!
What will I take?
Can't go empty handed!
I Know,
I'll take pimple an' blotch.
Yeah!
But my friend told me this,
"Take this lump of ice...
If a bottle an' stopper should pass you by,
Tilt your head an' pretend to cry.
Tell him, "It's appalling to poor army an' navy
All over your borrow an' beg!"
It's a penny come quick!
He'll think your crazy!
He'll roll his eyes an' send you on your way.
What d'ya think?
Are you yet to be?"
"Absolutely!" I replied
Laughing imagining such fun.
This certainly cheered me up no end.
Then, out came the ol' currant bun!
Sovrinty’s a grand ole gent,
But sovrinty don’t pay the rent.
I got six kids’ moufs to feed.
Sqeezin’ stones don’t make ‘em bleed.
Theresa gal sure went and blew it,
But oo blimmin’ else is there to ’ do it?
Oo else is there to clear the fog?
Wot’s your take, mate? That toff, Reese-Mogg?
Oo ever duzzit, do it fast!
‘ow long’s this Brexit lark to last?
A glossary of terms for the protection and benefit of young learners of English
soverinty - sovereignty
don’t (third person singular present tense - doesn’t
ole – old
gent - gentleman
maufs – mouths
squeezin’, goin’, - -ing
‘em – them
gal – girl
oo - who
blimmin’ - expletive filling word like bloody, damn, etc.
toff - a sometimes derisive term for member of the upper class from a non-member of that class's point of view
duzzit - does it
‘ow - how
Jellied eels and pie n mash.
East London Fair, and that’s a fact.
The Dockers hands, and the pearly kings.
Their romance gone, the truth it stings.
The Bow Bells ring, they sound out loud.
Cockney chests, they puff out proud.
Not much left of old world London town.
Inside office blocks our city drowns.
The rhyming slang, used to confound.
It hid the truth, of lies abound.
The gifted few, they understood.
They kept those coppers under hood.
Up the Apples and pears, mind your plates of meat.
Meant up the stairs and watch your feet.
The law never knew, they couldn’t make it out.
We watched their faces and saw their doubt.
The slang we used was not just for fun.
It kept us on our toes, not on the run.
Old London's gone it has changed its face.
For better or worse it's now a different place.
We've had the rough. We've had the smooth.
This place has changed, with times it's moved.
Like or not this is London Town.
The times have changed, but she'll not let you down.
She'll take you in, she'll hold you tight.
Embrace her heart, enjoy the light.
A cockney from over the water
Had a wife and a tasty young daughter
They would lead him a dance
And he stood not a chance
Cos they both never did what they oughta
My basin of gravy has the worst raspberry tart...
My baby has the worst farts(translation)
My man's ian beale blotto, so 'es intercity is spent...
translation: My man's real drunk, so he's spent his money.
I right fancy an itchy ring
'Ope it's itchy teeth in my ivory band
to calm the hunger in my mathew kelly.
I right fancy an isle of skye, to help the inspector and tickle my Irish rose.
I bring my intercity due to inflashun, innit?!!
Translation:
I desire to go to Burger King
hope it's beef in my hand
to calm the hunger in my belly.
I desire a piece of pie, to delute the drink and tickly my nose.
Bringing my bank roll due to inflation!!
Light
structures
of colour-
in a painted
mist
Ekphrasis after Turner
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