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fused now orther. Calling all daynes. Calling all daynes to dawn. | fused now orther. Calling all daynes. Calling all daynes to dawn. | ||
The old breeding bradsted culminwillth of natures to Foyn Mac- | The old breeding bradsted culminwillth of natures to Foyn Mac- | ||
| − | Hooligan. The leader, the leader! Securest jubilends albas Te- | + | [[Hooligan]]. The leader, the leader! Securest jubilends albas Te- |
moram. Clogan slogan. Quake up, dim dusky, wook doom for | moram. Clogan slogan. Quake up, dim dusky, wook doom for | ||
husky! And let Billey Feghin be baallad out of his humuluation. | husky! And let Billey Feghin be baallad out of his humuluation. | ||
Revision as of 17:30, 15 March 2014
Sandhyas! Sandhyas! Sandhyas! Calling all downs. Calling all downs to dayne. Array! Surrec- tion! Eireweeker to the wohld bludyn world. O rally, O rally, O rally! Phlenxty, O rally! To what lifelike thyne of the bird can be. Seek you somany matters. Haze sea east to Osseania. Here! Here! Tass, Patt, Staff, Woff, Havv, Bluvv and Rutter. The smog is lofting. And already the olduman's olduman has godden up on othertimes to litanate the bonnamours. Sonne feine, somme feehn avaunt! Guld modning, have yous viewsed Piers' aube? Thane yaars agon we have used yoors up since when we have fused now orther. Calling all daynes. Calling all daynes to dawn. The old breeding bradsted culminwillth of natures to Foyn Mac- Hooligan. The leader, the leader! Securest jubilends albas Te- moram. Clogan slogan. Quake up, dim dusky, wook doom for husky! And let Billey Feghin be baallad out of his humuluation. Confindention to churchen. We have highest gratifications in announcing to pewtewr publikumst of pratician pratyusers, gen- ghis is ghoon for you. A hand from the cloud emerges, holding a chart expanded. The eversower of the seeds of light to the cowld owld sowls that are in the domnatory of Defmut after the night of the carry- ing of the word of Nuahs and the night of making Mehs to cuddle up in a coddlepot, Pu Nuseht, lord of risings in the yonderworld of Ntamplin, tohp triumphant, speaketh.
