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 of [[gravitates]]. Let him be Artalone the Weeps with his parisites
 peeling off him I'll be Highfee the Crackasider. [[Flunkey Footle furloughed foul, writing off his phoney, but Conte Carme makes the melody that mints the money.|Flunkey Footle]]
 [[Flunkey Footle furloughed foul, writing off his phoney, but Conte Carme makes the melody that mints the money.|furloughed foul, writing off his phoney, but Conte Carme makes
the melody that mints the money.]] <I>[[Ad majorem l.s.d.! Divi gloriam]]</I>.
 A darkener of the threshold. [[Haru]]? [[Orimis]], capsizer of his ant-
 boat, sekketh rede from Evil-it-is, lord of loaves in [[Amongded]].
 Be it! So be it! [[Thou-who-thou-art]], the fleet-as-spindhrift,
 [[impfang]] thee of mine [[wideheight]]. [[Haru]]!
     The thing pleased him andt, and andt, 
 <I> [[He larved ond he larved]] on he merd such a nauses</I>
 <I>The Gracehoper feared he would mixplace his [[fauces]].</I>
 <I>I forgive you, grondt Ondt, said the Gracehoper, weeping,</I>
 <I>For their sukes of the sakes you are safe in whose keeping.</I>
 <I>Teach [[Floh and Luse]] polkas, show Bienie where's sweet</I>
 <I>And be sure Vespatilla fines fat ones to heat.</I>
 <I>[[As I once played the piper I must now pay the count]]</I>
 <I>[[So saida to Moyhammlet and marhaba to your Mount!]]</I>
 <I>Let who likes lump above so what flies be a full 'un;</I>
 <I>I could not feel moregruggy if this was prompollen.</I>
 <I>I pick up your reproof, the [[horsegift]] of a friend,</I>
 <I>For the prize of your save is the price of my spend.</I>
 <I>Can castwhores pulladeftkiss if oldpollocks forsake 'em</I>
 <I>Or [[Culex]] feel etchy if [[Pulex]] don't wake him?</I>
 <I>A [[locus to]] loue, a [[term it]] t'embarass,</I>
 <I>[[These twain are the twins that tick]]</I> Homo Vulgaris.
 <I>Has Aquileone nort winged to go syf</I>
 <I>Since the Gwyfyn we were in his farrest [[drewbryf]]</I>
 <I>And that [[Accident Man]] not beseeked where his story ends</I>
 <I>[[Since longsephyring sighs sought heartseast for their orience?]]</I>
 <I>[[We are Wastenot with Want, precondamned, two and true,]]</I>
 <I>[[Till Nolans go volants and Bruneyes come blue.]]</I>
 <I>Ere those gidflirts now [[gadding]] you quit your [[mocks for my gropes]]</I>
 <I>[[An extense must impull, an elapse must elopes,]]</I>
 <I>Of my [[tectucs]] [[takestock]], tinktact, and ail's weal;</I>
 <I>As I view by your farlook hale yourself to my heal.</I>