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− | other's weariness waiting to beadroll his own | + | <table style="border-spacing: 20px 0"> <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> other's weariness waiting to beadroll his own</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> properer mistakes, the backslapping glad-</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>Some is out for</i> </TD> <TD> hander, <SUP>1</SUP> free of his florid future and the other</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>twoheaded dul-</i> </TD> <TD> singing likeness, dirging a past of bloody altars,</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>carnons but more</i> </TD> <TD> gale with a blost to him, dove without gall.</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>pulfers turnips.</i> </TD> <TD> And she, of the jilldaw's nest <SUP>2</SUP> who tears up</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>Omnitudes in a</i> </TD> <TD> lettereens she never apposed a pen upon. <SUP>3</SUP> Yet</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>knutshedell.</i> </TD> <TD> sung of love and the monster man. What's</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> Hiccupper to hem or her to Hagaba? Ough,</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> ough, brieve kindli! <SUP>4</SUP></TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> Dogs' vespers are anending. Vespertilia-</TD> <TD> THE MON- </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> bitur. Goteshoppard quits his gabhard cloke</TD> <TD> GREL UNDER </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> to sate with Becchus. Zumbock! Achevre!</TD> <TD> THE DUNG- </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> Yet wind will be ere fadervor <SUP>5</SUP> and the hour of</TD> <TD> MOUND. </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>For all us kids</i> </TD> <TD> fruminy and bergoo bell if Nippon have pearls</TD> <TD> SIGNIFI- </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>under his aegis.</i> </TD> <TD> or opals Eldorado, the daindy dish, the lecking</TD> <TD> CANCE OF </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> out! Gipoo, good oil! For (hushmagandy!)</TD> <TD> THE INFRA- </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> long 'tis till gets bright that all cocks waken</TD> <TD> LIMINAL IN- </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> and birds Diana <SUP>6</SUP> with dawnsong hail. Aught</TD> <TD> TELLIGENCE. </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> darks flou a duskness. Bats that? There peepee-</TD> <TD> OFFRANDES. </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>Saving the public</i> </TD> <TD> strilling. At Brannan's on the moor. At Tam</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>his health.</i> </TD> <TD> Fanagan's weak yat his still's going strang.</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> And still here is noctules and can tell things</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> acommon on by that fluffy feeling. Larges</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>Superlative abso-</i> </TD> <TD> loomy wheelhouse to bodgbox <SUP>7</SUP> lumber up</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>lute of Porter-</i> </TD> <TD> with hoodie hearsemen carrawain we keep</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <i>stown.</i> </TD> <TD> is peace who follow his law, Sunday</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> <SUP>1</SUP> He gives me pulpititions with his Castlecowards never in the twowsers </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> and ever in those twawsers and then babeteasing us out of our hoydenname. </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> <SUP>2</SUP> My goldfashioned bother near drave me roven mad and I dyeing to </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> keep my linefree face like readymaid maryangs for jollycomes smashing </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> Holmes. </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> <SUP>3</SUP> What I would like is a jade louistone to go with the moon's increscent. </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> <SUP>4</SUP> Parley vows the Askinwhose? I do, Ida. And how to call the cattle black. </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> Moopetsi meepotsi </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> <SUP>5</SUP> I was so snug off in my apholster's creedle but at long leash I'll stretch </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> more capritious in his dapplepied bed. </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> <SUP>6</SUP> Pipette. I can almost feed their sweetness at my lisplips. </TD></TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN="3"> <SUP>7</SUP> A liss in hunterland. </TD></TR> | |
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Revision as of 14:21, 20 January 2006
other's weariness waiting to beadroll his own | ||
properer mistakes, the backslapping glad- | ||
Some is out for | hander, 1 free of his florid future and the other | |
twoheaded dul- | singing likeness, dirging a past of bloody altars, | |
carnons but more | gale with a blost to him, dove without gall. | |
pulfers turnips. | And she, of the jilldaw's nest 2 who tears up | |
Omnitudes in a | lettereens she never apposed a pen upon. 3 Yet | |
knutshedell. | sung of love and the monster man. What's | |
Hiccupper to hem or her to Hagaba? Ough, | ||
ough, brieve kindli! 4 | ||
Dogs' vespers are anending. Vespertilia- | THE MON- | |
bitur. Goteshoppard quits his gabhard cloke | GREL UNDER | |
to sate with Becchus. Zumbock! Achevre! | THE DUNG- | |
Yet wind will be ere fadervor 5 and the hour of | MOUND. | |
For all us kids | fruminy and bergoo bell if Nippon have pearls | SIGNIFI- |
under his aegis. | or opals Eldorado, the daindy dish, the lecking | CANCE OF |
out! Gipoo, good oil! For (hushmagandy!) | THE INFRA- | |
long 'tis till gets bright that all cocks waken | LIMINAL IN- | |
and birds Diana 6 with dawnsong hail. Aught | TELLIGENCE. | |
darks flou a duskness. Bats that? There peepee- | OFFRANDES. | |
Saving the public | strilling. At Brannan's on the moor. At Tam | |
his health. | Fanagan's weak yat his still's going strang. | |
And still here is noctules and can tell things | ||
acommon on by that fluffy feeling. Larges | ||
Superlative abso- | loomy wheelhouse to bodgbox 7 lumber up | |
lute of Porter- | with hoodie hearsemen carrawain we keep | |
stown. | is peace who follow his law, Sunday | |
1 He gives me pulpititions with his Castlecowards never in the twowsers | ||
and ever in those twawsers and then babeteasing us out of our hoydenname. | ||
2 My goldfashioned bother near drave me roven mad and I dyeing to | ||
keep my linefree face like readymaid maryangs for jollycomes smashing | ||
Holmes. | ||
3 What I would like is a jade louistone to go with the moon's increscent. | ||
4 Parley vows the Askinwhose? I do, Ida. And how to call the cattle black. | ||
Moopetsi meepotsi | ||
5 I was so snug off in my apholster's creedle but at long leash I'll stretch | ||
more capritious in his dapplepied bed. | ||
6 Pipette. I can almost feed their sweetness at my lisplips. | ||
7 A liss in hunterland. |