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tant, penetrant, siphonopterous spuk. Grausssssss! Opr!
Grausssssss! Opr!
    The Gracehoper who, though blind as batflea, yet knew, not 
a leetle beetle, his good smetterling of entymology asped niss-
unitimost lous nor liceens but promptly tossed himself in the
vico, phthin and phthir, on top of his buzzer, tezzily wondering
wheer would his aluck alight or boss of both appease and the
next time he makes the aquinatance of the Ondt after this they
have met themselves, these mouschical umsummables, it shall be
motylucky if he will beheld not a world of differents. Behailed
His Gross the Ondt, prostrandvorous upon his dhrone, in his
Papylonian babooshkees, smolking a spatial brunt of Hosana
cigals, with unshrinkables farfalling from his unthinkables,
swarming of himself in his sunnyroom, sated before his com-
fortumble phullupsuppy of a plate o'monkynous and a confucion
of minthe (for he was a conformed aceticist and aristotaller), as
appi as a oneysucker or a baskerboy on the Libido, with Floh
biting his leg thigh and Luse lugging his luff leg and Bieni bussing
[[Bieni bussing him under his bonnet|him under his bonnet and Vespatilla blowing cosy fond tutties
up the allabroad length of the large of his smalls. As entomate
as intimate could pinchably be. Emmet and demmet and be jiltses
crazed and be jadeses whipt! schneezed the Gracehoper, aguepe
with ptchjelasys and at his wittol's indts, what have eyeforsight!
    The Ondt, that true and perfect host, a spiter aspinne, was 
making the greatest spass a body could with his queens lace-
swinging for he was spizzing all over him like thingsumanything
in formicolation, boundlessly blissfilled in an allallahbath of
houris. He was ameising himself hugely at crabround and mary-
pose, chasing Floh out of charity and tickling Luse, I hope too,
and tackling Bienie, faith, as well, and jucking Vespatilla jukely
by the chimiche. Never did Dorsan from Dunshanagan dance it
with more devilry! The veripatetic imago of the impossible
Gracehoper on his odderkop in the myre, after his thrice ephe-
meral journeeys, sans mantis ne shooshooe, featherweighed
animule, actually and presumptuably sinctifying chronic's de-
spair, was sufficiently and probably coocoo much for his chorous