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<table  style="border-spacing: 20px 0"> <TR> <TD>   </TD> <TD> King. <SUP>1</SUP> [[His sevencoloured's soot]] (Ochone!</TD> <TD>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD>   </TD> <TD> Ochonal!) <SUP>2</SUP> and his imponence one heap lump-</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>Why so mucky</i>   </TD> <TD> block (Mogoul!). And rivers burst out like</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>pick bridges</i>   </TD> <TD> weeming racesround joydrinks for the fewnral-</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>span our Flumi-</i>   </TD> <TD> ly, <SUP>3</SUP> where every feaster's a foster's other, fian-</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>nian road.</i>   </TD> <TD> nians all. <SUP>4</SUP> The wellingbreast, he willing giant,</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>P.C. Helmut's in</i>   </TD> <TD> the mountain mourning his duggedy dew. To</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>the cottonwood,</i>   </TD> <TD> [[obedient of civicity in urbanious at felicity]]</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>listnin.</i>   </TD> <TD> what'll yet meek Mike <SUP>5</SUP> our diputy mimber when</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>The throne is an</i>   </TD> <TD> he's head on poll and Peter's burgess and Miss</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>umbrella strande</i>   </TD> <TD> [[Mishy Mushy]] is tiptupt by Toft Taft. Boblesse</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>and a sceptre's a</i>   </TD> <TD> gobleege. For as Anna was at the beginning</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>stick.</i>   </TD> <TD> lives yet and will return after great deap sleap</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>Jady jewel, our</i>   </TD> <TD> rerising and a white night high with a cows of</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>daktar deer.</i>   </TD> <TD> Drommhiem as shower as there's a wet en-</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>Gautamed bud-</i>   </TD> <TD> clouded in Westwicklow or a little black rose a</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>ders deossiphys-</i>   </TD> <TD> truant in a thorntree. We drames our dreams</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>ing our Theas.</i>   </TD> <TD> tell Bappy returns. And Sein annews. We will</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD>   </TD> <TD> not say it shall not be, this passing of order and</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD>   </TD> <TD> order's coming, but in the herbest country and</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD>   </TD> <TD> in the country around Blath as in that city self</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD>   </TD> <TD> of legionds they look for its being ever yet. So</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD>   </TD> <TD> shuttle the pipers done. <SUP>6</SUP> Eric aboy! <SUP>7</SUP> And it's</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD>   </TD> <TD> time that all paid tribute to this massive mor-</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>By lineal in pon-</i>   </TD> <TD> tiality, the pink of punk perfection as photo-</TD><TD></TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD> <i>dus overthepoise.</i>   </TD> <TD> graphy in mud. Some may seek to dodge the </TD><TD></TD> </TR>
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<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;           <SUP>1</SUP>    I wonder if I put the old buzzerd one night to suckle in Millickmaam's  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;         honey like they use to [[emballem]] some of the special popes with a book in his  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;          hand and [[his mouth open]].  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;           <SUP>2</SUP>     And a ripping rude rape in his lucreasious togery.  </TD> </TR>
    <TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;           <SUP>3</SUP>    Will ye nought would wet your weapons, warriors bard?  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;           <SUP>4</SUP>    Roe, Williams, Bewey, Greene, Gorham, McEndicoth and Vyler, the  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;          lays of ancient homes.  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;           <SUP>5</SUP>    The stanidsglass effect, you could sugerly swear buttermilt would not  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;    melt down his dripping ducks.  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;           <SUP>6</SUP>    Thickathigh and Thinathews with sant their dam.  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;           <SUP>7</SUP>    Oh, could we do with this waddled of ours like that redbanked profanian  </TD> </TR>
<TR> <TD COLSPAN=3> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;    with his bakset of yosters.  </TD> </TR>
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