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Order, order, order! Milster Malster in the chair. We've heard it | Order, order, order! Milster Malster in the chair. We've heard it | ||
sinse sung thousandtimes. How Burghley shuck the rackushant | sinse sung thousandtimes. How Burghley shuck the rackushant | ||
− | Germanon. For Ehren, boys, gobrawl! | + | Germanon. For [[Ehren, boys, gobrawl]]! |
A public plouse. Citizen soldiers. | A public plouse. Citizen soldiers. | ||
<FONT SIZE="-2">[[Butt_and_Taff|TAFF]]</FONT> (<I>a smart boy, of the peat freers, thirty two eleven, looking</I> | <FONT SIZE="-2">[[Butt_and_Taff|TAFF]]</FONT> (<I>a smart boy, of the peat freers, thirty two eleven, looking</I> |
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Order, order, order! Milster Malster in the chair. We've heard it sinse sung thousandtimes. How Burghley shuck the rackushant Germanon. For Ehren, boys, gobrawl! A public plouse. Citizen soldiers. TAFF (a smart boy, of the peat freers, thirty two eleven, looking through the roof towards a relevution of the karmalife order privious to his hoisting of an emergency umberolum in byway of paraguastical solation to the rhyttel in his hedd). All was flashing and krashning blurty moriartsky blutcherudd? What see, buttywalch? Tell ever so often? BUTT (mottledged youth, clergical appealance, who, as his pied friar, is supposing to motto the sorry dejester in tifftaff toffiness or to be digarced from ever and a daye in his accounts). But da. But dada, mwilshsuni. Till even so aften. Sea vaast a pool! TAFF (porumptly helping himself out by the cesspull with a yellup yurrup, puts up his furry furzed hare). Butly bitly! Humme to our mounthings. Conscribe him tillusk, unt, in his jubalant tubalence, the groundsapper, with his soilday site out on his moulday side in. The gubernier-gerenal in laut-lievtonant of Baltiskeeamore, amaltheouse for leporty hole! Endues paramilintary langdwage. The saillils of the yellavs nocadont palignol urdlesh. Shelltoss and welltass and telltuss aghom! Sling Stranaslang, how Malo- razzias spikes her, coining a speak a spake! Not the Setanik stuff that slimed soft Siranouche! The goot old gunshop monowards for manosymples. Tincurs tammit! They did oak hay doe fou Chang-il-meng when that man d'airain was big top tom saw tip side bum boss pageantfiller. Ajaculate! All lea light! Rassamble the glowrings of Bruyant the Bref when the Mollies Makehal- pence took his leg for his thumb. And may he be too an intrepida- tion of our dreams which we foregot at wiking when the mom hath razed out limpalove and the bleakfrost chilled our ravery! Pook. Sing ching lew mang! Upgo, bobbycop! Lets hear in remember the braise of. Hold! BUTT (drawling forth from his blousom whereis meditabound of