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 <I>of sin praktice in failing to furrow theogonies of the dommed</I>).
 Trisseme, the mangoat! [[And the name of the Most Marsiful]],
 the [[Aweghost]], the [[Gragious]] one! In sobber sooth and in souber
 civiles? And to the dirtiment of the curtailment of his all of man?
 Notshoh?
      <FONT SIZE=-2>BUTT</FONT> (<I>[[maomant scoffin]], but apoxyomenously [[deturbaned]] but </I>
 <I>thems bleachin banes will be after making a bashman's haloday out</I>
 <I>of the euphorious hagiohygiecynicism of his [[die and be diademmed]]</I>).
 Yastsar! In sabre tooth and sobre saviles! Senonnevero! That
 he leaves nyet is my grafe. He deared me to it and he dared me
 do it, and bedattle I didaredonit as Cocksnark of Killtork can
 tell and Ussur Ursussen of the viktaurious onrush with all the
 rattles in his arctic! As bold and as madhouse a bull in a meadows.
 Knout Knittrick Kinkypeard! Olefoh, the sourd of foemoe
 times! Unknun! For when meseemim, and tolfoklokken rolland
 allover ourloud's lande, beheaving up that sob of tunf for to
 claimhis, for to wollpimsolff, puddywhuck. Ay, and untuoning
 his culothone in an exitous erseroyal <I>Deo Jupto.</I> At that instullt
 to Igorladns! Prronto! I gave one dobblenotch and I ups with
 my crozzier.  Mirrdo! With my how on armer and hits leg an
 arrow cockshock rockrogn. Sparro!
        [<I>[[The abnihilisation of the etym]] by the grisning of the grosning</I> 
   <I>of the grinder of the grunder of [[the first lord of Hurtreford]] [[explodotonates|ex-]]</I>
   <I>[[explodotonates|polodotonates]] through Parsuralia with an ivanmorinthorrorumble</I>
   <I>fragoromboassity amidwhiches [[relativity|general]] uttermosts [[confussion]] are</I>
   <I>perceivable moletons skaping with mulicules which coventry</I>
   <I>plumpkins [[fairlygosmotherthemselves]] in the Landaunelegants</I>
   <I>of Pinkadindy. Similar scenatas are projectilised from Hullulullu,</I>
   <I>Bawlawayo, [[empyreal Raum]] and mordern [[Atems]]. They were</I>
   <I>precisely the twelves of clocks, noon minutes, none seconds.</I>
   <I>At someseat of Oldanelang's Konguerrig, by dawnybreak in</I>
   <I>Aira.</I>]
      <FONT SIZE=-2>TAFF</FONT> (<I>skimperskamper, his wools gatherings all over cromlin </I>
 <I>what with the birstol boys artheynes and is it her tour and the</I>
 <I>crackery of the fullfour fivefirearms and the crockery of their dam-</I>