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  are coming [[tasbooks]] and [[goody]], [[hominy bread]] and bible bee,
 
  are coming [[tasbooks]] and [[goody]], [[hominy bread]] and bible bee,
 
  with [[jaggery-yo]] to [[juju-jaw]], Fine's French phrases from the
 
  with [[jaggery-yo]] to [[juju-jaw]], Fine's French phrases from the
  Grandmere des Grammaires and bothered parsenaps from the
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  [[Grandmere des Grammaires]] and [[bothered parsenaps]] from the
  Four Massores, Mattatias, Marusias, Lucanias, Jokinias, and what
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  [[Four Massores, Mattatias, Marusias, Lucanias, Jokinias]], and what
  happened to our [[1132_A.D.|eleven in thirtytwo]] antepostdating the Valgu
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  happened to our [[1132_A.D.|eleven in thirtytwo]] [[antepostdating the Valgu Eire|antepostdating the Valgu]]
  Eire and why is limbo where is he and what are the sound waves
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  [[antepostdating the Valgu Eire|Eire]] and [[why is limbo where is he]] and what are the sound waves
 
  saying ceased ere they all wayed wrong and Amnist anguishe
 
  saying ceased ere they all wayed wrong and Amnist anguishe
 
  axes Collis and where fishngaman fetched the mongafesh from
 
  axes Collis and where fishngaman fetched the mongafesh from
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  its denier crid of old provaunce, where [[G.P.O.]] is zentrum and
 
  its denier crid of old provaunce, where [[G.P.O.]] is zentrum and
 
  [[D.U.T.C.]] are radients write down by the frequency of the scores
 
  [[D.U.T.C.]] are radients write down by the frequency of the scores
  and crores of your refractions the valuations in the pice of ding-
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  and crores of your refractions the valuations in the [[pice of ding]]-
 
  gyings on [[N.C.R.]] and [[S.C.R.]]
 
  gyings on [[N.C.R.]] and [[S.C.R.]]
 
     That little cloud, a nibulissa, still hangs isky. Singabed sulks
 
     That little cloud, a nibulissa, still hangs isky. Singabed sulks

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   And eher you could pray mercy to goodness or help with your
hokey or mehokeypoo, Gallus's hen has collared her pullets.
That's where they have owreglias for. Their bone of contention,
flesh to their thorns, prest as Prestissima, makes off in a thinkling
(and not one hen only nor two hens neyther but every blessed
brigid came aclucking and aclacking), while, a rum a rum, the
ram of all harns, Bier, Wijn, Spirituosen for consumption on the
premises, advokaat withouten pleaders, Mas marrit, Pas poulit,
Ras ruddist of all, though flamifestouned from galantifloures, is
hued and cried of each's colour.
   Home all go. Halome. Blare no more ramsblares, oddmund	
barkes! And cease your fumings, kindalled bushies! And sherri-
goldies yeassymgnays; your wildeshaweshowe moves swiftly 
sterneward! For here the holy language. Soons to come. To
pausse.
   'Tis goed. Het best.
   For they are now tearing, that is, teartoretorning. Too soon
are coming tasbooks and goody, hominy bread and bible bee,	
with jaggery-yo to juju-jaw, Fine's French phrases from the
Grandmere des Grammaires and bothered parsenaps from the	
Four Massores, Mattatias, Marusias, Lucanias, Jokinias, and what
happened to our eleven in thirtytwo antepostdating the Valgu
Eire and why is limbo where is he and what are the sound waves
saying ceased ere they all wayed wrong and Amnist anguishe
axes Collis and where fishngaman fetched the mongafesh from
and whatfor paddybird notplease rancoon and why was Sindat	
sitthing on him sitbom like a saildior, with what the doc did in the
doil, not to mention define the hydraulics of common salt and	
its denier crid of old provaunce, where G.P.O. is zentrum and
D.U.T.C. are radients write down by the frequency of the scores
and crores of your refractions the valuations in the pice of ding-
gyings on N.C.R. and S.C.R.
   That little cloud, a nibulissa, still hangs isky. Singabed sulks	
before slumber. Light at night has an alps on his druckhouse.	
Thick head and thin butter or after you with me. Caspi, but
gueroligue stings the air. Gaylegs to riot of us! Gallocks to lafft!