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  mint. You mustn't miss it or you'll be sorry. Charmeuses chloes,
 
  mint. You mustn't miss it or you'll be sorry. Charmeuses chloes,
 
  glycering juwells, lydialight fans and puffumed cynarettes. And
 
  glycering juwells, lydialight fans and puffumed cynarettes. And
  the Prince Le Monade has been graciously pleased. His six choco-
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  the Prince [[Le Monade]] has been graciously pleased. His six choco-
 
  late pages will run bugling before him and Cococream toddle
 
  late pages will run bugling before him and Cococream toddle
 
  after with his sticksword in a pink cushion. We think His Spark-
 
  after with his sticksword in a pink cushion. We think His Spark-
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  lissome hers. He's not going to Cork till Cantalamesse or may-
 
  lissome hers. He's not going to Cork till Cantalamesse or may-
 
  hope till Rose Easter or Saint Tibble's Day. So Niomon knows.
 
  hope till Rose Easter or Saint Tibble's Day. So Niomon knows.
  The Fomor's in his Fin, the Momor's her and hin. A paaralone!
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  The [[Fomor's in his Fin, the Momor's her and hin]]. A paaralone!
 
  A paaralone! And Dublin's all adin. We'll sing a song of Single-
 
  A paaralone! And Dublin's all adin. We'll sing a song of Single-
 
  month and you'll too and you'll. Here are notes. There's the key.
 
  month and you'll too and you'll. Here are notes. There's the key.
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  their understamens is as open as he can posably she and is tourne-
 
  their understamens is as open as he can posably she and is tourne-
 
  soled straightcut or sidewaist, accourdant to the coursets of
 
  soled straightcut or sidewaist, accourdant to the coursets of
 

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mint. You mustn't miss it or you'll be sorry. Charmeuses chloes,
glycering juwells, lydialight fans and puffumed cynarettes. And
the Prince Le Monade has been graciously pleased. His six choco-
late pages will run bugling before him and Cococream toddle
after with his sticksword in a pink cushion. We think His Spark-
ling Headiness ought to know Lady Marmela. Luisome his for
lissome hers. He's not going to Cork till Cantalamesse or may-
hope till Rose Easter or Saint Tibble's Day. So Niomon knows.
The Fomor's in his Fin, the Momor's her and hin. A paaralone!
A paaralone! And Dublin's all adin. We'll sing a song of Single-
month and you'll too and you'll. Here are notes. There's the key.
One two three. Chours! So come on, ye wealthy gentrymen wib-
frufrocksfull of fun! Thin thin! Thin thin! Thej olly and thel
ively, thou billy with thee coo, for to jog a jig of a crispness nice
and sing a missal too. Hip champouree! Hiphip champouree! O
you longtailed blackman, polk it up behind me! Hip champouree!
Hiphip champouree! And, jessies, push the pumkik round. Anne-
liuia!
    Since the days of Roamaloose and Rehmoose the pavanos have 
been strident through their struts of Chapelldiseut, the vaulsies
have meed and youdled through the purly ooze of Ballybough,
many a mismy cloudy has tripped taintily along that hercourt
strayed reelway and the rigadoons have held ragtimed revels on
the platauplain of Grangegorman; and, though since then ster-
lings and guineas have been replaced by brooks and lions and
some progress has been made on stilts and the races have come
and gone and Thyme, that chef of seasoners, has made his usual
astewte use of endadjustables and whatnot willbe isnor was, those
danceadeils and cancanzanies have come stimmering down for our
begayment through the bedeafdom of po's taeorns, the obcecity
of pa's teapucs, as lithe and limbfree limber as when momie
mummed at ma.
    Just so stylled with the nattes are their flowerheads now and 
each of all has a lovestalk onto herself and the tot of all the tits of
their understamens is as open as he can posably she and is tourne-
soled straightcut or sidewaist, accourdant to the coursets of