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playfilly when she is sitting downy on the ploshmat. O, she | playfilly when she is sitting downy on the ploshmat. O, she | ||
talks, does she? Marry, how? Rosepetalletted sounds. Ah Biddles | talks, does she? Marry, how? Rosepetalletted sounds. Ah Biddles | ||
| − | es ma plikplak. Ah plikplak wed ma Biddles. A nice jezebel bary- | + | es ma plikplak. Ah plikplak wed ma Biddles. A nice [[jezebel]] bary- |
tinette she will gift but I much prefer her missnomer in maidenly | tinette she will gift but I much prefer her missnomer in maidenly | ||
golden lasslike gladsome wenchful flowery girlish beautycapes. | golden lasslike gladsome wenchful flowery girlish beautycapes. | ||
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pities very pebbles, dare we not wish on her our thrice [[onsk]]? | pities very pebbles, dare we not wish on her our thrice [[onsk]]? | ||
A lovely fear! That she seventip toe her chrysming, that she spin | A lovely fear! That she seventip toe her chrysming, that she spin | ||
| − | blue to scarlad till her temple's veil, that the Mount of Whoam it | + | [[blue to scarlad]] till her temple's veil, that the Mount of Whoam it |
open it her to shelterer! She will blow ever so much more pro- | open it her to shelterer! She will blow ever so much more pro- | ||
misefuller, blee me, than all the other common marygales that | misefuller, blee me, than all the other common marygales that | ||
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come of twinning age so soon as they may be born to be elder- | come of twinning age so soon as they may be born to be elder- | ||
ing like those olders while they are living under chairs. They are | ing like those olders while they are living under chairs. They are | ||
| − | and they seem to be so tightly tattached as two maggots to touch | + | and they seem to be so tightly tattached as [[two maggots]] to touch |
other, I think I notice, do I not? You do. Our bright bull babe | other, I think I notice, do I not? You do. Our bright bull babe | ||
Frank Kevin is on heartsleeveside. Do not you waken him ! Our | Frank Kevin is on heartsleeveside. Do not you waken him ! Our | ||
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playfilly when she is sitting downy on the ploshmat. O, she talks, does she? Marry, how? Rosepetalletted sounds. Ah Biddles es ma plikplak. Ah plikplak wed ma Biddles. A nice jezebel bary- tinette she will gift but I much prefer her missnomer in maidenly golden lasslike gladsome wenchful flowery girlish beautycapes. So do I, much. Dulce delicatissima! Doth Dolly weeps she is hastings. Will Dally bumpsetty it is tubtime. Allaliefest, she who pities very pebbles, dare we not wish on her our thrice onsk? A lovely fear! That she seventip toe her chrysming, that she spin blue to scarlad till her temple's veil, that the Mount of Whoam it open it her to shelterer! She will blow ever so much more pro- misefuller, blee me, than all the other common marygales that romp round brigidschool, charming Carry Whambers or saucy Susy Maucepan of Merry Anna Patchbox or silly Polly Flinders. Platsch! A plikaplak. And since we are talking amnessly of brukasloop crazedledaze, who doez in sleeproom number twobis? The twobirds. Holy policeman, O, I see! Of what age are your birdies? They are to come of twinning age so soon as they may be born to be elder- ing like those olders while they are living under chairs. They are and they seem to be so tightly tattached as two maggots to touch other, I think I notice, do I not? You do. Our bright bull babe Frank Kevin is on heartsleeveside. Do not you waken him ! Our farheard bode. He is happily to sleep, limb of the Lord, with his lifted in blessing, his buchel Iosa, like the blissed angel he looks so like and his mou is semiope as though he were blowdelling on a bugigle. Whene'er I see those smiles in eyes 'tis Father Quinn again. Very shortly he will smell sweetly when he will hear a weird to wean. By gorgeous,that boy will blare some knight when he will take his dane's pledges and quit our ingletears, spite of undesirable parents, to wend him to Amorica to quest a cashy job. That keen dean with his veen nonsolance! O, I adore the profeen music! Dollarmighty! He is too audorable really, eunique! I guess to have seen somekid like him in the story book, guess I met some- where somelam to whom he will be becoming liker. But hush! How unpardonable of me! I beg for your venials, sincerely I do.
