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Conry ap Mul or Lap ap Morion and Buffler ap Matty Mac
Gregory for Marcus on Podex by Daddy de Wyer, old baga-
broth, beeves and scullogues, churls and vassals, in same, sept
and severalty and one by one and sing a mamalujo. To the
heroest champion of Eren and his braceoelanders and Gowan,
Gawin and Gonne.
    And after that now in the future, please God, after nonpenal 
start, all repeating ourselves, in medios loquos, from where he got
a useful arm busy on the touchline, due south of her western
shoulder down to death and the love embrace, with an interesting
tallow complexion and all now united, sansfamillias, let us ran on
to say oremus prayer and homeysweet homely, after fully realis-
ing the gratifying experiences of highly continental evenements,
for meter and peter to temple an eslaap, for auld acquaintance, to
Peregrine and Michael and Farfassa and Peregrine, for navigants
et peregrinantibus, in all the old imperial and Fionnachan sea and
for vogue awallow to a Miss Yiss, you fascinator, you, sing a
lovasteamadorion to Ladyseyes, here's Tricks and Doelsy, de-
lightfully ours, in her doaty ducky little blue and roll his hoop
and how she ran, when wit won free, the dimply blissed and aw-
fully bucked, right glad we never shall forget, thoh the dayses
gone still they loves young dreams and old Luke with his
kingly leer, so wellworth watching, and Senchus Mor, possessed
of evident notoriety, and another more of the bigtimers, to name
no others, of whom great things were expected in the fulmfilming
department, for the lives of Lazarus and auld luke syne and she
haihaihail her kobbor kohinor sehehet on the praze savohole
shanghai.
    Hear, O hear, Iseult la belle! Tristan, sad hero, hear! The Lambeg 
drum, the Lombog reed, the Lumbag fiferer, the Limibig brazenaze.

Anno Domini nostri sancti Jesu Christi
Nine hundred and ninetynine million pound sterling in the blueblack
       bowels of the bank of Ulster. 
Braw bawbees and good gold pounds, galore, my girleen, a Sunday'll
       prank thee finely.