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| − | <i>— Three quarks for Muster Mark! </i> | + | <i>— Three [[quarks]] for [[Muster]] [[Mark!]]</i> |
| − | <i>Sure he hasn't got much of a bark</i> | + | <i>Sure he [[hasn't got much of a bark]]</i> |
| − | <i>And sure any he has it's all beside the mark.</i> | + | <i>And sure any he has it's all [[beside the mark]].</i> |
<i>But O, Wreneagle Almighty, wouldn't un be a sky of a lark</i> | <i>But O, Wreneagle Almighty, wouldn't un be a sky of a lark</i> | ||
<i>To see that old buzzard whooping about for uns shirt in the dark</i> | <i>To see that old buzzard whooping about for uns shirt in the dark</i> | ||
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<i>And you think you're cock of the wark.</i> | <i>And you think you're cock of the wark.</i> | ||
<i>Fowls, up! Tristy's the spry young spark</i> | <i>Fowls, up! Tristy's the spry young spark</i> | ||
| − | <i>That'll tread her and wed her and bed her and red her</i> | + | <i>That'll tread her and [[wed her and bed her and red her]]</i> |
<i>Without ever winking the tail of a feather </i> | <i>Without ever winking the tail of a feather </i> | ||
<i>And that's how that chap's going to make his money and mark!</i> | <i>And that's how that chap's going to make his money and mark!</i> | ||
Overhoved, shrillgleescreaming. That song sang seaswans. | Overhoved, shrillgleescreaming. That song sang seaswans. | ||
The winging ones. Seahawk, seagull, curlew and plover, kestrel | The winging ones. Seahawk, seagull, curlew and plover, kestrel | ||
| − | and capercallzie. All the birds of the sea they trolled out rightbold | + | and [[capercallzie]]. All the birds of the sea they trolled out rightbold |
| − | when they smacked the big kuss of Trustan with Usolde. | + | when they smacked the big [[kuss]] of Trustan with Usolde. |
And there they were too, when it was dark, whilest the wild- | And there they were too, when it was dark, whilest the wild- | ||
caps was circling, as slow their ship, the winds aslight, upborne | caps was circling, as slow their ship, the winds aslight, upborne | ||
Latest revision as of 18:52, 14 September 2016
— Three quarks for Muster Mark! Sure he hasn't got much of a bark And sure any he has it's all beside the mark. But O, Wreneagle Almighty, wouldn't un be a sky of a lark To see that old buzzard whooping about for uns shirt in the dark And he hunting round for uns speckled trousers around by Palmer- stown Park? Hohohoho, moulty Mark! You're the rummest old rooster ever flopped out of a Noah's ark And you think you're cock of the wark. Fowls, up! Tristy's the spry young spark That'll tread her and wed her and bed her and red her Without ever winking the tail of a feather And that's how that chap's going to make his money and mark! Overhoved, shrillgleescreaming. That song sang seaswans. The winging ones. Seahawk, seagull, curlew and plover, kestrel and capercallzie. All the birds of the sea they trolled out rightbold when they smacked the big kuss of Trustan with Usolde. And there they were too, when it was dark, whilest the wild- caps was circling, as slow their ship, the winds aslight, upborne the fates, the wardorse moved, by courtesy of Mr Deaubaleau Downbellow Kaempersally, listening in, as hard as they could, in Dubbeldorp, the donker, by the tourneyold of the wattarfalls, with their vuoxens and they kemin in so hattajocky (only a
