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R name's Doreen… Well, spare me bloomin' days! You could 'a' knocked me down wiv 'arf a brick! Yes, me, that kids me self I know their ways, An' 'as a name fer smoogin' in our click! I jist lines up an' tips the saucy wink. But strike! The way she piled on dawg! Yeh'd think A bloke wus givin' back-chat to the Queen…. 'Er name's Doreen.

I seen 'er in the markit first uv all, Inspectin' brums at Steeny Isaacs' stall. I backs me barrer in—the same ole way— An' sez, "Wot O! It's been a bonzer day. 'Ow is it fer a walk?"… Oh, 'oly wars! The sort o' look she gimme! Jest becors I tried to chat 'er, like yeh'd make a start Wiv any tart.


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