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− | <TD> | + | <table style="border-spacing: 20px 0"> <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> Want to join the police. <SUP>1</SUP> You know, you were</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> always one of the bright ones, since a foot</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> made you an unmentionable, fakes ! You know,</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> you're the divver's own smart gossoon, aequal</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> to yoursell and wanigel to anglyother, so you</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> are, hoax! You know, you'll be dampned, so</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> you will, one of these invernal days but you</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> will be, carrotty! <SUP>2</SUP></TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <I>Primanouriture</I> </TD> <TD> Wherapool, gayet that when he stop look</TD> <TD> SICK US A </TD> | |
− | + | </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <I>and Ultimo-</I> </TD> <TD> time he stop long ground who here hurry he</TD> <TD> SOCK WITH </TD> | |
− | + | </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <I>geniture.</I> </TD> <TD> would have ever the lothst word, with a sweet</TD> <TD> SOME SEDI- </TD> | |
− | + | </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> me ah err eye ear marie to reat from the jacob's<SUP>3</SUP></TD> <TD> MENT IN IT </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> and a shypull for toothsake of his armjaws</TD> <TD> FOR THE </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> at the slidepage of de Vere Foster, would and</TD> <TD> SAKE OF OUR </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> could candykissing P. Kevin to fress up the</TD> <TD> DARNING </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> rinnerung and to ate by hart (<I>leo</I> I read, such a</TD> <TD> WIVES. </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> spanish, <I>escribibis</I>, all your mycoscoups) wont</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> to nibbleh ravenostonnoriously ihs mum to</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> me in bewonderment of his chipper chuthor</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> for, while that Other by the halp of his creac-</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> tive mind offered to deleberate the mass from</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> the booty of fight our Same with the holp</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> of the bounty of food sought to delubberate</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> the mess from his corructive mund, with his</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> muffetee cuffes ownconsciously grafficking</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> with his sinister cyclopes after trigamies and</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> spirals' wobbles pursuiting their rovinghamil-</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> ton selves and godolphing in fairlove to see</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> around the waste of noland's browne jesus <SUP>4</SUP></TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> </TD> <TD> (thur him no quartos!) till that on him poorin</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <I>No Sturm. No</I> </TD> <TD> sweat the juggaleer's veins (quench his quill!)</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR> <TD> <I>Drang.</I> </TD> <TD> in his napier scrag stud out bursthright tam-</TD> <TD> </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN=3> <SUP>1</SUP> Picking on Nickagain, Pikey Mikey? </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN=3> <SUP>2</SUP> Early morning, sir Dav Stephens, said the First Gentleman in youreups. </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN=3> <SUP>3</SUP> Bag bag blockcheap, have you any will? </TD> </TR> | |
− | + | <TR><TD COLSPAN=3> <SUP>4</SUP> What a lubberly whide elephant for the men-in-the-straits! </TD> </TR> | |
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Revision as of 16:40, 20 January 2006
Want to join the police. 1 You know, you were | ||
always one of the bright ones, since a foot | ||
made you an unmentionable, fakes ! You know, | ||
you're the divver's own smart gossoon, aequal | ||
to yoursell and wanigel to anglyother, so you | ||
are, hoax! You know, you'll be dampned, so | ||
you will, one of these invernal days but you | ||
will be, carrotty! 2 | ||
Primanouriture | Wherapool, gayet that when he stop look | SICK US A |
and Ultimo- | time he stop long ground who here hurry he | SOCK WITH |
geniture. | would have ever the lothst word, with a sweet | SOME SEDI- |
me ah err eye ear marie to reat from the jacob's3 | MENT IN IT | |
and a shypull for toothsake of his armjaws | FOR THE | |
at the slidepage of de Vere Foster, would and | SAKE OF OUR | |
could candykissing P. Kevin to fress up the | DARNING | |
rinnerung and to ate by hart (leo I read, such a | WIVES. | |
spanish, escribibis, all your mycoscoups) wont | ||
to nibbleh ravenostonnoriously ihs mum to | ||
me in bewonderment of his chipper chuthor | ||
for, while that Other by the halp of his creac- | ||
tive mind offered to deleberate the mass from | ||
the booty of fight our Same with the holp | ||
of the bounty of food sought to delubberate | ||
the mess from his corructive mund, with his | ||
muffetee cuffes ownconsciously grafficking | ||
with his sinister cyclopes after trigamies and | ||
spirals' wobbles pursuiting their rovinghamil- | ||
ton selves and godolphing in fairlove to see | ||
around the waste of noland's browne jesus 4 | ||
(thur him no quartos!) till that on him poorin | ||
No Sturm. No | sweat the juggaleer's veins (quench his quill!) | |
Drang. | in his napier scrag stud out bursthright tam- | |
1 Picking on Nickagain, Pikey Mikey? | ||
2 Early morning, sir Dav Stephens, said the First Gentleman in youreups. | ||
3 Bag bag blockcheap, have you any will? | ||
4 What a lubberly whide elephant for the men-in-the-straits! |