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 wards. Big dumm crumm digaditchies say short again akter, even
 while lossassinated by summan, he coaxyorum a pennysilvers
 offarings bloadonages with candid zuckers on Spinshesses Walk
 in presents to lilithe maidinettes for at bloo his noose for him
 with pruriest pollygameous inatentions, he having that pecuni-
 arity ailmint spectacularly in [[heather cliff]] emurgency on gale
 days because souffrant chronic from a plentitude of house torts.
 [[Collosul rhodomantic]] not [[wert]] one bronze lie Scholarina say as
 he, greyed vike cuddlepuller,walk in her sleep his pig indicks
 weg femtyfem funts. Of so little is her timentrousnest great for
 greeting his immensesness. Sutt soonas sett they were, her uyes
 as his auroholes. Kaledvalch! How could one classically? One
 could naught critically. Ininest [[lightingshaft]] only for lovalit
 smugpipe, his Mistress Mereshame, of cupric tresses, the form-
 white foaminine, the ambersandalled, after Aasdocktor Talop's
 onamuttony legture. A mish, holy balm of seinsed myrries, he is
 as good as a mountain and everybody what is found of his gients
 he knew Meistral Wikingson, furframed Noordwogen's kampf-
 ten, with complexion of blushing dolomite fanned by ozeone
 brisees, what naver saw his bedshead farrer and nuver met his
 swigamore, have his ignomen from prima signation of being
 Master Milchku, queerest man in the benighted queendom, and,
 adcraft aidant, how he found the kids. Other accuse him as
 lochkneeghed forsunkener, dope in stockknob, all ameltingmoult
 after rhomatism, purely simply tammy ratkins. The kurds of
 Copt on the berberutters and their bedaweens! Even was Shes
 whole begeds off before all his nahars in the koldbethizzdryel. No
 gudth! Not one zouz! They whiteliveried ragsups, two Whales of
 the Sea of Deceit, they bloodiblabstard shooters, three Drome-
 daries of the Sands of Calumdonia. As is note worthies to shock
 his hind! Ur greeft on them! Such askors and their ruperts they
 are putting in for more osghirs is alse false liarnels. The frocken-
 halted victims! Whore affirm is agains sempry Lotta Karssens.
 They would lick their lenses before they would negatise a jom
 petter from kis sodalites. In his contrary and on reality, which
 Bichop Babwith bares to his whitness in his <I>Just a Fication of</I>