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Mai maintenante	Lammas is led in by baith our washwives, a
elle est venuse.	weird of wonder tenebrous as that evil thorn-
	garth, a field of faery blithe as this flowing wild.
Two Dons Johns	Aujourd'hui comme aux temps le Pline et de	THE PART
Threes Totty	Columelle la jacinthe se plaît dans les Gaules,	PLAYED BY
Askins.	la pervenche en Illyrie, la marguerite sur les	BELLETRI-
	ruines de Numance 1 et pendant qu'autour d'elles	STICKS IN
	les villes ont changé de maîtres et de noms, que	THE BELLUM-
	plusieurs sont entrées dans le néant, que les	PAX-BEL-
	civilisations se sont choquées et brisées, leurs	LUM.
Also Spuke	paisibles générations ont traversé les âges et sont	MUTUOMOR-
Zerothruster.	arrivées jusqu'à nous, fraîches et riantes comme	PHOMUTA-
	aux jours des batailles. 2	TION.
	Margaritomancy! Hyacinthinous pervinci-	SORTES VIR-
	veness ! Flowers. A cloud. But Bruto and	GINIANAE.
	Cassio are ware only of trifid tongues 3 the
A saxum shillum	whispered wilfulness, ('tis demonal!) and sha-
for the sextum	dows shadows multiplicating (il folsoletto nel
but nothums for	falsoletto col fazzolotto dal fuzzolezzo), 4 to-
that parridge	tients quotients, they tackle their quarrel. Sicka-
preast.	moor's so woful sally. Ancient's aerger. And
	eachway bothwise glory signs. What if she
	love Sieger less though she leave Ruhm moan?
	That's how our oxyggent has gotten ahold of
	half their world. Moving about in the free of
	the air and mixing with the ruck. Enten eller,
	either or.
	And!	INTERROGATION.
	Nay, rather!	EXCLAMATION.
1 The nasal foss of our natal folkfarthers so so much now for Valsing-
giddyrex and his grand arks day triump.
2 Translout that gaswind into turfish, Teague, that's a good bog and you,
Thady, poliss it off, there's nateswipe, on to your blottom pulper.
3 You daredevil donnelly, I love your piercing lots of lies and your flashy
foreign mail so here's my cowrie card, I dalgo, with all my exes, wise and sad.
4 All this Mitchells is a niggar for spending and I will go to the length of
seeing that one day Big Mig will be nickleless himself.