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    polypools. And this, pardonsky! is the way   ACCORDING  
    Romeopullupalleaps. 1 Pose the pen, man,   TO COCKER.  
    way me does. Way ole missa vellatooth fust    
    show me how. Fourth power to her illpogue !    
  Force Centres of   Bould strokes for your life ! Tip ! This is Steal,    
  the Fire Serpen-   this is Barke, this is Starn, this is Swhipt, this is    
  tine: heart,   Wiles, this is Pshaw, this is Doubbllinnbbay-    
  throat, navel,   yates. 2 This is brave Danny weeping his spache    
  spleen, sacral,   for the popers. This is cool Connolly wiping    
  fontanella, inter-   his hearth with brave Danny. And this, regard !    
  temporal eye.   how Chawleses Skewered parparaparnelligoes    
  Conception of the   between brave Danny boy and the Connolly.    
  Compromise and   Upanishadem! Top. Spoken hath L'arty Ma-    
  Finding of a   gory. Eregobragh. Prouf! 3    
  Formula.     And Kev was wreathed with his pother.   TROTHBLOWERS.  
      But, (that Jacoby feeling again. for fore-   FIG AND  
    bitten fruit and, my Georgeous, Kevvy too he   THISTLE  
    just loves his puppadums, I judge !) after all his   PLOT A PIG  
    autocratic writings of paraboles of famellicurbs   AND WHISTLE.  
    and meddlied muddlingisms, thee faroots hof    
  Ideal Present   cullchaw end ate citrawn woodint wun able    
  Alone Produces   rep of the triperforator awlrite blast through    
  Real Future.   his pergaman hit him where he lived and do for    
    the blessted selfchuruls, what I think, smarter    
    like it done for a manny another unpious of    
    the hairydary quare quandary firstings till at    
    length, you one bladdy bragger, by mercy-    
    stroke he measured his earth anyway? could    
    not but recken in his adder's badder cadder    
    way our frankson who, to be plain, he fight    
    him all time twofeller longa kill dead finish    
    bloody face blong you, was misocain. Wince    
        1 He, angel that I thought him, and he not aebel to speel eelyotripes., Mr
    Tellibly Divilcult!
        2 When the dander rattles how the peacocks prance!
        3 The Brownes de Browne - Browne of Castlehacknolan.