what's the time?
Poem given in response to the question "what's the time?"
Half past nine!
Hang your knickers on the line!
When they're dry,
Bring them in!
Put them in the biscuit tin!
Eat a biscuit!
Eat a cake!
Eat your knickers by mistake!

May be met with "no, really. What's the time?" This means they want to hear the poem again.
written by Su*an To*acco, Jo* Bly*h, approved by Log

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What's the time?
Half past ten!
Hang your knickers on big ben!

A bit tricky when you're a 6 year old living in rural Wales, but it gave us something to aspire to.
written by Da* Eva*s, approved by Log

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What's the time?
Half past nine!
Hang your knickers on the line!
If a copper comes along
Hurry up and put them on!

Of course, this was back in the day when hanging your underwear out to dry was a civil offence. Not wearing any knickers at all (because you only have the one pair, and they're hanging on the line) was especially frowned upon.
written by Po*ky*Ponk, approved by Phil

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What's the time?
Half past nine
Hang your knickers on the line,
When they're dry,
Bring them in
Put them in the biscuit tin.
When the vicar comes to tea,
All the biscuits taste of wee.


This is particularly damning, implying that:
1) You wee in your knickers.
2) You're so pikey that you don't even wash them, you just hang them up to dry the wee off.
3) So pungent and copious is your incontinence that even after thorough drying your knickers are able to contaminate an entire tin of biscuits.
4) Your secret piss-knicker-biscuit shame was discovered by none other than the vicar himself.
written by Go*dius*Grobl*, approved by Matt