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pains in your hairs you wouldn't look so orgibald. You'd have | pains in your hairs you wouldn't look so orgibald. You'd have | ||
Colley Macaires on your lump of lead. Now listen, Mr Leer! | Colley Macaires on your lump of lead. Now listen, Mr Leer! | ||
| − | And stow that sweatyfunnyadams Simper! Take an old geeser | + | And stow that sweatyfunnyadams Simper! Take an old [[geeser]] |
| − | who calls on his skirt. Note his sleek hair, so elegant, <I>tableau</I> | + | who calls on his [[skirt]]. Note his sleek hair, so elegant, [[tableau vivant|<I>tableau</I>]] |
| − | <I>vivant</I>. He vows her to be his own honeylamb, swears they will | + | [[tableau vivant|<I>vivant</I>]]. He vows her to be his own honeylamb, swears they will |
be papa pals, by Sam, and share good times way down west in a | be papa pals, by Sam, and share good times way down west in a | ||
guaranteed happy lovenest when May moon she shines and they | guaranteed happy lovenest when May moon she shines and they | ||
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the razzledar, through gazing and crazing and blazing at the stars. | the razzledar, through gazing and crazing and blazing at the stars. | ||
Compree! She wants her wardrobe to hear from above by return | Compree! She wants her wardrobe to hear from above by return | ||
| − | with cash so as she can buy her Peter Robinson trousseau and cut | + | with cash so as she can buy her Peter [[Robinson]] [[trousseau]] and cut |
a dash with Arty, Bert or possibly Charley Chance (who knows?) | a dash with Arty, Bert or possibly Charley Chance (who knows?) | ||
| − | so tolloll Mr Hunker you're too dada for me to dance (so off she | + | so tolloll Mr Hunker you're too [[dada]] for me to dance (so off she |
| − | goes !) and that's how half the gels in town has got their bottom | + | goes !) and that's how half the [[gels]] in town has got their bottom |
| − | drars while grumpapar he's trying to hitch his braces on to his | + | [[drars]] while grumpapar he's trying to hitch his [[braces]] on to his |
| − | trars. But old grum he's not so clean dippy between sweet you | + | [[trars]]. But old grum he's not so clean dippy between sweet you |
and yum (not on your life, boy! not in those trousers! not by a | and yum (not on your life, boy! not in those trousers! not by a | ||
large jugful!) for someplace on the sly,where Furphy he isn't by, | large jugful!) for someplace on the sly,where Furphy he isn't by, | ||
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[[peaches]] number two so that if he could only canoodle the two, | [[peaches]] number two so that if he could only canoodle the two, | ||
chivee chivoo, all three would feel genuinely happy, it's as simple | chivee chivoo, all three would feel genuinely happy, it's as simple | ||
| − | as A. B. C., the two mixers, we mean, with their cherrybum | + | as A. B. C., the two mixers, we mean, with their [[cherrybum]] |
chappy (for he is simply shamming dippy) if they all were afloat | chappy (for he is simply shamming dippy) if they all were afloat | ||
in a dreamlifeboat, hugging two by two in his zoo-doo-you-doo, | in a dreamlifeboat, hugging two by two in his zoo-doo-you-doo, | ||
| − | a tofftoff for thee, missymissy for me and howcameyou-e'enso for | + | a [[tofftoff]] for thee, [[missymissy]] for me and [[howcameyou-e'enso]] for |
Farber, in his tippy, upindown dippy, tiptoptippy canoodle, can | Farber, in his tippy, upindown dippy, tiptoptippy canoodle, can | ||
you? [[Finny]]. | you? [[Finny]]. | ||
[[Ack, ack, ack]]. With which clap, trap and soddenment, three to | [[Ack, ack, ack]]. With which clap, trap and soddenment, three to | ||
a loaf, our mutual friends the fender and the bottle at the gate seem | a loaf, our mutual friends the fender and the bottle at the gate seem | ||
| − | to be implicitly in the same bateau, so to singen, bearing also | + | to be implicitly in the same bateau, [[so to singen]], bearing also |
Latest revision as of 10:54, 10 August 2012
they're raised on bruised stone root ginger though it winters on their heads as if auctumned round their waistbands. If you'd had pains in your hairs you wouldn't look so orgibald. You'd have Colley Macaires on your lump of lead. Now listen, Mr Leer! And stow that sweatyfunnyadams Simper! Take an old geeser who calls on his skirt. Note his sleek hair, so elegant, tableau vivant. He vows her to be his own honeylamb, swears they will be papa pals, by Sam, and share good times way down west in a guaranteed happy lovenest when May moon she shines and they twit twinkle all the night, combing the comet's tail up right and shooting popguns at the stars. Creampuffs all to dime! Every nice, missymackenzies! For dear old grumpapar, he's gone on the razzledar, through gazing and crazing and blazing at the stars. Compree! She wants her wardrobe to hear from above by return with cash so as she can buy her Peter Robinson trousseau and cut a dash with Arty, Bert or possibly Charley Chance (who knows?) so tolloll Mr Hunker you're too dada for me to dance (so off she goes !) and that's how half the gels in town has got their bottom drars while grumpapar he's trying to hitch his braces on to his trars. But old grum he's not so clean dippy between sweet you and yum (not on your life, boy! not in those trousers! not by a large jugful!) for someplace on the sly,where Furphy he isn't by, old grum has his gel number two (bravevow, our Grum!) and he would like to canoodle her too some part of the time for he is downright fond of his number one but O he's fair mashed on peaches number two so that if he could only canoodle the two, chivee chivoo, all three would feel genuinely happy, it's as simple as A. B. C., the two mixers, we mean, with their cherrybum chappy (for he is simply shamming dippy) if they all were afloat in a dreamlifeboat, hugging two by two in his zoo-doo-you-doo, a tofftoff for thee, missymissy for me and howcameyou-e'enso for Farber, in his tippy, upindown dippy, tiptoptippy canoodle, can you? Finny. Ack, ack, ack. With which clap, trap and soddenment, three to a loaf, our mutual friends the fender and the bottle at the gate seem to be implicitly in the same bateau, so to singen, bearing also
