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Cythera’s Hymnal; or, flakes from the foreskin: A collection of songs, poems, nursery rhymes, quiddities, etc., etc. never before published choose

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[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal in Pearsall (1969) 378: And I don’t like to see a man, drunk as an earl, / Getting into a lamp post think it’s a girl.
at drunk as (a)..., adj.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 44: Said he, ‘A man’s affair / Isn’t meant to go in there’.
at affair, n.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 58: When Ma wiped the bum of one brother, / The other would cry ‘ll serene’.
at all serene, adj.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 33: My charming fat-arsed Valentine.
at fat-arse, adj.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 62: ‘You be buggered and miss my arse!’.
at kiss my arse!, excl.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 75: A piece of charcoal / Flew up her arsehole, / And burnt all the hair off her quim.
at arsehole, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 65: If you want, my dear, to see / The effect you’ve had on me, / You should ax, my dear, should ax, my dear, my eye.
at ask my...!, excl.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 74: A nasty old bugger of Cheltenham / Once shit in his bags as he knelt in ’em.
at bags, n.2
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 73: My father’s yard measure / I view with great pleasure, / Such a bloody great battering ram!
at battering piece, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 8: I can only tell when he’s in / By his bumping my belly with his.
at belly bump, v.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 5: Three bitches sat up in St Mary’s tower / And they trimmed their quims.
at bitch, n.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 21: The ghost of the spinster / [...] / carried him off to blazes.
at blazes, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 63: My bowels did relax, / dropped my bloody wax.
at body wax (n.) under body, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 18: Thy genitals I used to bore / Are clapped.
at bore, v.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 3: Two such swelling bubs, or breasts.
at bub, n.4
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 62: ‘You be buggered and miss my arse!’.
at buggered, adj.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 17: Her thumb she inserted his bum in.
at bum, n.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 12: Pox that burned him grievously.
at burn, v.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 14: I’ve sailed into C’s of all sizes, / And in them full often I stick.
at C, n.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 71: There was a young woman of Hadley / Who would with an omnibus cad lie.
at cad, n.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal in Pearsall (1969) 375: Claps that set at nought and sold him, / Pox that burned him grievously.
at clap, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 23: Dean Trench as a metaphor uses / To typify clap-juice and spend.
at clap-juice (n.) under clap, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 22: One lays his barren old pin to rest / In the folds of a clap-rag for life.
at clap-rag (n.) under clap, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 7: His clock-weights hung down to his knees.
at clock-weights (n.) under clock, n.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 14: Cunt / [...] / Who always takes pleasure / To soothe a cock-stand.
at cockstand, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 4: My cods [she[ began to stroke.
at cods, n.1
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 34: A cunt large horse-collared and wet.
at horse-collar, n.
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 57: Cried Fabian one day to his brother, / ‘Now this is a corker to me’.
at corker, n.2
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 81: They found on the grass / The marks of her arse, / And the knees of the man who had crossed her.
at cross, v.2
[UK] Cythera’s Hymnal 28: For crabs infest the cuckoo’s nest.
at cuckoo’s nest, n.
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