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Daljit Nagra from Cocky Sonnets
Friggin nob! E covers our class wiv ‘sonnet’
that e sez by ‘eart – just look at the girls
they fink e’s class! A winker wiv Dicky Birds
that bowl them out for is world. Us boys woz pricked
cos that we bottled wiv quiet is cosy summons
from court ov Queen’s English, wot we cottoned
as slyest dig that gutted us to a distance,
left us countin the ways that we woz bottomed!
By seventief stress, wot is this Johnny Foreigner
lingo? Timeless form… A loaded figure…
A weapon once proved our rule over yonder waves
whose pearls adorn the wise from swine and slave.
This one-off to show us wot we had never sown.
You’re diamond geeeezaz, e mocks, Wiv ‘arts ov gowd!
Dicky Birds – words
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