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Jump to navigationJump to searchpence, some rhino, rhine, O joyoust rhine, was handled over spon-
daneously by me (and bundle end to my illwishers' Miss Anders!
she woor her wraith of ruins the night she lost I left!) in the ligname
of Mr van Howten of Tredcastles, Clowntalkin, timbreman, among
my prodigits nabobs and navious of every subscription entitled
the Bois in the Boscoor, our evicted tenemants. What I say is (and
I am noen roehorn or culkilt permit me to tell you, if uninformed),
I never spont it. Nor have I the ghuest of innation on me the way
to. It is my rule so. It went anyway like hot pottagebake. And
this brings me to my fresh point. Quoniam, I am as plain as
portable enveloped, inhowmuch, you will now parably receive,
care of one of Mooseyeare Goonness's registered andouterthus
barrels. Quick take um whiffat andrainit. Now!
—— So vi et! we responded. Song! Shaun, song! Have mood!
Hold forth!
—— I apologuise, Shaun began, but I would rather spinooze
you one from the grimm gests of Jacko and Esaup, fable one,
feeble too. Let us here consider the casus, my dear little cousis
(husstenhasstencaffincoffintussemtossemdamandamnacosaghcusa-
ghhobixhatouxpeswchbechoscashlcarcarcaract) of the Ondt and
the Gracehoper.
The Gracehoper was always jigging ajog, hoppy on akkant
of his joyicity, (he had a partner pair of findlestilts to supplant
him), or, if not, he was always making ungraceful overtures to
Floh and Luse and Bienie and Vespatilla to play pupa-pupa and
pulicy-pulicy and langtennas and pushpygyddyum and to com-
mence insects with him, there mouthparts to his orefice and his
gambills to there airy processes, even if only in chaste, ameng
the everlistings, behold a waspering pot. He would of curse
melissciously, by his fore feelhers, flexors, contractors, depres-
sors and extensors, lamely, harry me, marry me, bury me, bind
me, till she was puce for shame and allso fourmish her in Spin-
ner's housery at the earthsbest schoppinhour so summery as his
cottage, which was cald fourmillierly Tingsomingenting, groped
up. Or, if he was always striking up funny funereels with Bester-
farther Zeuts, the Aged One, With all his wigeared corollas, albe-
