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<table style="border-spacing: 20px 0"> <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> [[see figuratleavely the whome of your eternal geomater|geomater]]. And if you flung her headdress on</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | <table style="border-spacing: 20px 0"> <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> [[see figuratleavely the whome of your eternal geomater|geomater]]. And if you flung her headdress on</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | ||
<TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> her from under her highlows you'd wheeze</TD><TD></TD> </TR> | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> her from under her highlows you'd wheeze</TD><TD></TD> </TR> | ||
− | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> whyse [[Salmonson set his seel]] on a hexen-</TD><TD></TD> </TR> | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> whyse [[Salmonson set his seel]] on a [[hexengown|hexen-]]</TD><TD></TD> </TR> |
− | <TR> <TD> <I>Destiny, In-</I> </TD> <TD> gown.<SUP>1</SUP> Hissss!, Arrah, go on! Fin for fun!</TD> <TD></TD> </TR> | + | <TR> <TD> <I>Destiny, In-</I> </TD> <TD> [[hexengown|gown]].<SUP>1</SUP> Hissss!, Arrah, go on! Fin for fun!</TD> <TD></TD> </TR> |
<TR> <TD> <I>flunce of Design</I> </TD> <TD> You've spat your shower like a son of Sibernia</TD><TD></TD> </TR> | <TR> <TD> <I>flunce of Design</I> </TD> <TD> You've spat your shower like a son of Sibernia</TD><TD></TD> </TR> | ||
<TR> <TD> <I>upon.</I> </TD> <TD> but let's have at it! Subtend to me now! Pisk!</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | <TR> <TD> <I>upon.</I> </TD> <TD> but let's have at it! Subtend to me now! Pisk!</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> |
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geomater. And if you flung her headdress on | |||||
her from under her highlows you'd wheeze | |||||
whyse Salmonson set his seel on a hexen- | |||||
Destiny, In- | gown.1 Hissss!, Arrah, go on! Fin for fun! | ||||
flunce of Design | You've spat your shower like a son of Sibernia | ||||
upon. | but let's have at it! Subtend to me now! Pisk! | ||||
Outer serpumstances beiug ekewilled, we care- | |||||
fully, if she pleats, lift by her seam hem and | |||||
jabote at the spidsiest of her trickkikant (like | |||||
thousands done before since fillies calpered. | |||||
Ocone ! Ocone !) the maidsapron of our A.L.P., | |||||
fearfully! till its nether nadir is vortically where | |||||
(allow me aright to two cute winkles) its naval's | |||||
Prometheus or | napex will have to beandbe. You must proach | ||||
the Promise of | near mear for at is dark. Lob. And light | ||||
Provision. | your mech. Jeldy! And this is what you'll say.2 | ||||
Waaaaaa. Tch! Sluice! Pla! And their, redneck, | |||||
(for addn't we to gayatsee with Puhl the Pun- | |||||
kah's bell?)mygh and thy, the living spit of | |||||
dead waters, 3 fastness firm of Hurdlebury Fenn, | |||||
discinct and isoplural in its (your sow to | |||||
the duble) sixuous parts, flument, fluvey and | |||||
fluteous, midden wedge of the stream's your | |||||
muddy old triagonal delta, fiho miho, plain | |||||
for you now, appia lippia pluvaville, (hop the | |||||
hula, girls!) the no niggard spot of her safety | |||||
vulve, first of all usquiluteral threeingles, (and | |||||
why wouldn't she sit cressloggedlike the lass | |||||
that lured a tailor?) the constant of fluxion, | |||||
Mahamewetma, pride of the province 4 and | |||||
when that tidled boare rutches up from the | |||||
Afrantic, allaph quaran's his bett und bier! 5 | |||||
1 The chape of Doña Speranza of the Nacion. | |||||
2 Ugol egal ogle. Mi vidim Mi. | |||||
3 It is, it is Sangannon's dream. | |||||
4 And all meinkind. | |||||
5 Whangpoos the paddle and whiss whee whoo. |