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to lie. [[Enfilmung infirmity]]. On the because alleging to having a | to lie. [[Enfilmung infirmity]]. On the because alleging to having a | ||
− | finger a fudding in pudding and pie. And here's the witnesses. | + | finger a fudding in pudding and pie. And here's the [[witnesses]]. |
Glue on to him, Greevy! Bottom anker, Noordeece! And kick | Glue on to him, Greevy! Bottom anker, Noordeece! And kick | ||
− | kick killykick for [[the house that juke built]]! Wait till they send | + | [[kick killykick]] for [[the house that juke built]]! Wait till they send |
− | you to sleep, scowpow! By jurors' cruces! Then old Hunphy- | + | [[you to sleep]], scowpow! By jurors' cruces! Then old Hunphy- |
− | dunphyville'll be blasted to bumboards by the youthful herald | + | [[dunphyville'll]] be blasted to [[bumboards]] by the youthful herald |
who would once you were. He'd be our chosen one in the matter | who would once you were. He'd be our chosen one in the matter | ||
− | of Brittas more than anarthur. But we'll wake and see. The wholes | + | of Brittas more than anarthur. But we'll [[wake and see]]. The wholes |
poors riches of ours hundreds of manhoods and womhoods. Two | poors riches of ours hundreds of manhoods and womhoods. Two | ||
cents, two mills and two myrds. And it's all us rangers you'll be | cents, two mills and two myrds. And it's all us rangers you'll be | ||
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hard till the one we leapt out gets her yearing! [[Hired in cameras,extra|Hired in cameras,]] | hard till the one we leapt out gets her yearing! [[Hired in cameras,extra|Hired in cameras,]] | ||
[[Hired in cameras,extra|extra]]! With His Honour Surpacker on the binge. So yelp your | [[Hired in cameras,extra|extra]]! With His Honour Surpacker on the binge. So yelp your | ||
− | guilt and kitz the buck. You'll have loss of fame from Wimme- | + | guilt and [[kitz the buck]]. You'll have loss of fame from Wimme- |
game's fake. Forwards! One bully son growing the goff and his | game's fake. Forwards! One bully son growing the goff and his | ||
twinger read out by the Nazi Priers. You fought as how they'd | twinger read out by the Nazi Priers. You fought as how they'd | ||
never woxen up, did you, crucket? It will wecker your earse, that | never woxen up, did you, crucket? It will wecker your earse, that | ||
− | it will! When hives the court to exchequer 'tis the child which | + | it will! When hives the court to exchequer '[[tis the child which]] |
gives the sire away. Good for you, Richmond Rover! Scrum | gives the sire away. Good for you, Richmond Rover! Scrum | ||
around, our side! Let him have another between the spindlers! A | around, our side! Let him have another between the spindlers! A |
Latest revision as of 15:22, 15 January 2018
to lie. Enfilmung infirmity. On the because alleging to having a finger a fudding in pudding and pie. And here's the witnesses. Glue on to him, Greevy! Bottom anker, Noordeece! And kick kick killykick for the house that juke built! Wait till they send you to sleep, scowpow! By jurors' cruces! Then old Hunphy- dunphyville'll be blasted to bumboards by the youthful herald who would once you were. He'd be our chosen one in the matter of Brittas more than anarthur. But we'll wake and see. The wholes poors riches of ours hundreds of manhoods and womhoods. Two cents, two mills and two myrds. And it's all us rangers you'll be facing in the box before the twelfth correctional. Like one man, gell. Between all the Misses Mountsackvilles in their halfmoon haemicycles, gasping to giddies to dye for the shame. Just hold hard till the one we leapt out gets her yearing! Hired in cameras, extra! With His Honour Surpacker on the binge. So yelp your guilt and kitz the buck. You'll have loss of fame from Wimme- game's fake. Forwards! One bully son growing the goff and his twinger read out by the Nazi Priers. You fought as how they'd never woxen up, did you, crucket? It will wecker your earse, that it will! When hives the court to exchequer 'tis the child which gives the sire away. Good for you, Richmond Rover! Scrum around, our side! Let him have another between the spindlers! A grand game! Dalymount's decisive. Don Gouverneur Buckley's in the Tara Tribune, sporting the insides of a Rhutian Jhanaral and little Mrs Ex-Skaerer-Sissers is bribing the halfpricers to pray for her widower in his gravest embazzlement. You on her, hosy jigses, that'll be some nonstop marrimont! You in your stolen mace and anvil, Magnes, and her burrowed in Berkness cirrchus clouthses. Fummuccumul with a graneen aveiled. Playing down the slavey touch. Much as she was when the.fancy cutter out col- lecting milestones espied her aseesaw on a fern. So nimb, he said, a dat of dew. Between Furr-y-Benn and Ferr-y-Bree. In this tear Vikloe vich he lofed. The smiling ever. If you pulls me over pay me, prhyse! A talor would adapt his caulking trudgers on to any shape at see. Address deceitfold of wovens weard. The wonder of the women of the world together, moya! And the lovablest