Dunkin'

As everybody knows, a song about “dunkin’” doughnuts in coffee had to come, and the singing trio, not listed on the programme, “dunk” with a certain amount of realism.

This mornin’ she rails out at me fer dunkin’ my cooky and she says COFFEE IS FER SIPPIN’ AND NOT FER SAUCERIN’ . . .

‘It’s five past, now. I thought Niamh Horan said she’d meet me here at two for tea and dunkin’biscuits’^([sic])

“Do you like dunkin’ the biscuits in the coffee, Bill?” asks my friend. “Yeah, I love dunkin’ the biscuits,” I say.