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who erred in having down to gibbous disdag our darling breed.
And then the confisieur for the boob's indulligence. As sunctioned
for his salmenbog by the Councillors-om-Trent. Pave Pannem
at his gaiter's bronze! Nummer half dreads Log Laughty. Mas-
ter's gunne he warrs the bedst. I messaged his dilltoyds sause-
pander mussels on the kisschen table. With my ironing duck
through his rollpins of gansyfett, do dodo doughdy dough, till
he was braising red in the toastface with lovensoft eyebulbs and
his kiddledrum steeming and rattling like the roasties in my
mockamill. I awed to have scourched his Abarm's brack for him.
For the loaf of Obadiah, take your pastryart's noas out of me
flouer bouckuet! Of the strainger scene you given squeezers to
me skillet! As cream of the hearth thou reinethst alhome. His
lapper and libbers was glue goulewed as he sizzled there watch-
ing me lautterick's pitcher by Wexford-Atelier as Katty and
Lanner, the refined souprette, with my bust alla brooche and the
padbun under my matelote, showing my jigotty sleeves and all
my new toulong touloosies. Whisk! There's me shims and here's
me hams and this is me juppettes, gause be the meter! Whisk!
What's this? Whisk! And that? He never cotched finer, balay
me, at Romiolo Frullini's flea pantamine out of Griddle-the-Sink
or Shusies-with-her-Soles-Up or La Sauzerelly, the pucieboots,
when I started so hobmop ladlelike, highty tighty, to kick the
time off the cluckclock lucklock quamquam camcam potapot
panapan kickakickkack. Hairhorehounds, shake up pfortner.
Fuddling fun for Fullacan's sake!
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enough, genral, of finicking about Finnegan and fiddling with
his faddles. A final ballot, guvnor, to remove all doubt. By sylph
and salamander and all the trolls and tritons, I mean to top her
drive and to tip the tap of this, at last. His thoughts that wouldbe
words, his livings that havebeen deeds. And will too, by the holy
child of Coole, primapatriock of the archsee, if I have at first
to down every mask in Trancenania from Terreterry's Hole to
Stutterers' Corner to find that Yokeoff his letter, this Yokan his
dahet. Pass the jousters of the king, the Kovnor-Journal and