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By old Grumbledum's walls. Bumps, bellows
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and bawls. 1 Opprimor's down, up up Opima!
  
Rents and rates and tithes and taxes, wages,
  
saves and spends. Heil, heptarched span of
  
peace! 2 Live, league of lex, nex and the mores!
  
Fas est dass and foe err you. Impovernment
  
of the booble by the bauble for the bubble. So
  
wrap up your worries in your woe (wumpum-
  
tum!) and shake down the shuffle for the
  
throw. For there's one mere ope 3 for down-
  
fall ned. As Hanah Levy, shrewd shroplifter,
  
and nievre anore skidoos with her spoileds. 4
  
To add gay touches. For hugh and guy and
  
goy and jew. To dimpled and pimpled and
  
simpled and wimpled. A peak in a poke and a
  
pig in a pew. 5 She wins them by wons, a haul
  
hectoendecate, for mangay mumbo jumbjubes
  
tak mutts and jeffs muchas bracelonettes
  
gracies barcelonas.6 O what a loovely free-
  
speech 'twas (tep) 7 to gar howalively hinter-
  
grunting! Tip. Like lilt of larks to burdened
  
crocodile, 8 or skittering laubhing at that
  
wheeze of old windbag, Blusterboss, blow-
  
harding about all he didn't do. Hell o' your
  
troop! With is the winker for the muckwits
  
of willesly and nith is the nod for the umproar
  
napollyon and hitheris poorblond piebold
  
hoerse. Huirse. With its tricuspidal hauberk-
 Shake eternity and lick creation. 
 I'm blest if I can see. 
 Hoppity Huhneye, hoosh the hen.  I like cluckers, you like nuts (wink). 
 Sweet, medium and dry like altar wine. 
 Who'll buy me penny babies? 
 Well, Maggy, I got your castoff devils all right and fits lovely. And am 
vaguely graceful.  Maggy thanks. 
 My six is no secret, sir, she said. 
 Yes, there, Tad, thanks, give, from, tathair, look at that now.