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Puzzly, puzzly, | from Bryan Awlining! Erin's hircohaired | |
I smell a cat. | culoteer. 1 | |
And as, these things being so or ere those | FROM CENO- | |
things having done, way back home in Pacata | GENETIC DI- | |
Auburnia, 2 (untillably holy gammel Eire) one | CHOTOMY | |
Two makes a | world burrowing on another, (if you've got | THROUGH |
wing at the ma- | me, neighbour, in any large lumps, geek?, and | DIAGONISTIC |
croscope | got the strong of it) Standfest, our topiocal | CONCILI- |
telluspeep. | sagon hero, or any otther macotther, signs is | ANCE TO |
on the bellyguds bastille back, bucket up with | DYNASTIC | |
fullness, and silvering to her jubilee, 3 birch- | CONTINU- | |
leaves her jointure, our lavy in waving, visage | ITY. | |
full of flesh and fat as a hen's i' forehead, | ||
From the Buffalo | Airyanna and Blowyhart topsirturvy, that | |
Times of bysone | royal pair in their palace of quicken boughs | |
days. | hight The Goat and Compasses ('phone | |
number 17:69, if you want to know 4 ) his sea- | ||
arm strongsround her, her velivole eyne aship- | ||
wracked, have discusst their things of the | ||
past, crime and fable with shame, home and | ||
profit,5 why lui lied to lei and hun tried to kill | ||
ham, scribbledehobbles, in whose veins runs | ||
a mixture of, are heat bent and hard upon. | ||
Spell me the chimes. They are tales all tolled. 6 | ||
Quick quake | Today is well thine but where's may tomorrow | |
quokes the par- | be. But, bless his cowly head and press his | |
rotbook of dates. | crankly hat, what a world's woe is each's | |
1 A pengeneepy for your warcheekeepy. | ||
2 My globe goes gaddy at geography giggle pending which time I was | ||
looking for my shoe all through Arabia. | ||
3 It must be some bugbear in the gender especially when old which they | ||
all soon get to look. | ||
4 After me looking up the plan in Humphrey's Justice of the Piece it said to | ||
see preseeding chaps. | ||
5 O boyjones and hairyoddities! Only noane told missus of her massas | ||
behaving she would laugh that flat that after that she had sanked down on her | ||
fat arks they would shaik all to sheeks. | ||
6 Traduced into jinglish janglage for the nusances of dolphins born. |