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Cremorne I 28: The cook, Dolly, is a hot-arsed a bitch as any wench in the county.at hot-arsed, adj.
Cremorne I 28: The cook, Dolly, is a hot-arsed a bitch as any wench in the county. Cremorne I 2: You, my blasé old cock, who [...] have no appetite for our goodly fare.at old cock, n.
Cremorne III 91: We got back safe at last, I had coin in my fob.at coin, n.
Cremorne III 78: A fat lump with bubbies as big as an Alderman’s arse and a cunt like a horse collar.at horse-collar, n.
Cremorne I 26: Let Handsome Jack make it right to crack the Grange tonight.at crack, v.2
Cremorne I 17: Do you see that painted lady / She as wanders round the ‘Cri’.at Cri, the, n.
Cremorne II 35: I had only seen the innocent little ‘diddles’ of the black picaninnies.at diddle, n.2
Cremorne III 80: We must hit on a dodge to show her yours is a disinterested affection.at dodge, n.
Cremorne II 55: Finger fucking and all that may be a bit in your line, Mr Jack.at finger fuck, v.
Cremorne I 28: This fresh bit of fish made Jacko rise again.at fish, n.1
Cremorne III 70: ‘Oh Hetty [...] look at the blood.’ ‘Why, you little fool, that’s your flowers’.at flowers, n.
Cremorne I 19: To a house he lures her in, / Where a gaily jewelled woman, / Keeds some girls in fucking sin.at fucking, adj.
Cremorne I 20: But his ways, so funny, wrecked her, / Hopes, and played hell with her health.at funny, adj.2
Cremorne III 77: And so they kept up the game for a long while, but it would not last for ever.at keep the game up (v.) under game, n.
Cremorne I 28: This fresh bit of fish made Jacko rise again.at jack, n.3
Cremorne III 77: If for one day Dick did not happen to remark that he was devilish hard up, Bob was sure to [...] complain that he was jammed most damnably.at jam, v.2
Cremorne II 51: He took his short fat kerp in his hand.at kerp, n.
Cremorne II 52: His hand with passion shook; / Then it stole along and sought the shaft / of his kirp so long neglected.at kerp, n.
Cremorne I 25: The man you [...] sent on the broad road to the devil till he got lagged.at lagged, adj.1
Cremorne II 43: Her jolly old quim is so swelled where you cut it, it pout out like one o’clock.at like one o’clock (adv.) under like, adv.
Cremorne I 9: Your sweet, moist, mossy, soft, and virgin pussy [...] The dear girl has hardly got a bit of moss on her dear little cunt .at moss, n.
Cremorne I 27: As a flash mot she’d be a gold mine.at mot, n.
Cremorne III 81: She’s an ugly old mug.at mug, n.1
Cremorne I 28: They may call it prigging if they like— but I call fucking, cunt-sucking and buggering [...] dam’d hard work.at prigging, n.1
Cremorne I 25: The man you jilted for a psalm-smiting sneak.at psalm-smiter (n.) under psalm, n.
Cremorne II 53: I love to shite in the calm moonlight.at shite, v.
Cremorne I 28: Dolly was ticklimng my balls, till at last I shot my roe again.at shoot one’s roe (v.) under shoot, v.
Cremorne I 28: Such a dose of slaver as made me think I was in Maidstone Jug again, swallowing a dose of skilly with too much salt in it.at skilly, n.1
Cremorne III 91: Two back eyes and the ruby streaming from his smeller.at smeller, n.
Cremorne I 17: Does yer know that spicey clothes shop, / Peter Robinsons by name.at spicy, adj.
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