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Pige pas. | ing. Hoots fromm, we’re globing. Why hidest | PANOPTICAL | |
Seidlitz powther | thou hinder thy husband his name? Leda, Lada, | PURVIEW OF | |
for slogan | aflutter-afraida, so does your girdle grow! | POLITICAL | |
plumpers. | Willed without witting, whorled without | PROGRESS | |
Hoploits and | aimed. Pappapassos, Mammamanet, warwhets- | AND THE | |
atthems. | wut and whowitswhy. 1 But it’s tails for | FUTURE PRE- | |
| toughs and titties for totties and come | SENTATION | |
| buckets come-bats till deeleet. 2 | OF THE PAST. | |
| Dark ages clasp the daisy roots, Stop, if you | | |
| are a sally of the allies, hot off Minnowaurs | | |
| and naval actiums, picked engagements and | | |
| banks of rowers. Please stop if you’re a | | |
| B.C. minding missy, please do. But should | | |
| you prefer A.D. stepplease. And if you miss | | |
| with a venture it serves you girly well glad. | | |
| But, holy Janus, I was forgetting the Blitzen- | | |
| kopfs! Here, Hengegst and Horsesauce, take | | |
| your heads 3 out of that taletub! And leave | | |
| your hinnyhennyhindyou! It’s haunted. The | | |
| chamber. Of errings. Whoan, tug, trace, | | |
| stirrup! It is distinctly understouttered that, | | |
| sense you threehandshighs put your twofoot- | | |
| large timepates in that dead wash of Lough | | |
| Murph and until such time pace one and the | | |
| same Messherrn the grinning statesmen, Brock | | |
| and Leon, have shunted the grumbling | | |
| coundedtouts, Starlin and Ser Artur Ghinis. | | |
| Foamous homely brew, bebattled by bottle, | | |
| gageure de guegerre. 4 Bull igien bear and | | |
| then bearagain bulligan. Gringrin gringrin. | | |
| Staffs varsus herds and bucks vursus barks. | | |
| 1 What’s that ma’am? says I. | | |
2 As you say yourself. | | ||
3 That’s the lethemuse but it washes off. | |
4 Where he fought the shessock of his stimmstammer and we caught the | | ||
pepettes of our lovelives. | | ||
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Curragh | By old Grumbledum’s walls. Bumps, bellows | | |
machree, me | and bawls. 1 Opprimor’s down, up up Opima! | | |
bosthoon fiend. | Rents and rates and tithes and taxes, wages, | | |
Femilies hug | saves and spends. Heil, heptarched span of | | |
bank! | peace! 2 Live, league of lex, nex and the mores! | | |
All we suffered | Fas est dass and foe err you. Impovernment | | |
under them Cow- | of the booble by the bauble for the bubble. So | | |
dung Forks and | wrap up your worries in your woe (wumpum- | | |
how we enjoyed | tum!) and shake down the shuffle for the | | |
over our pick of | throw. For there’s one mere ope 3 for down- | | |
the basketfild. | fall ned. As Hanah Levy, shrewd shroplifter, | | |
Old Kine’s | and nievre anore skidoos with her spoileds. 4 | | |
Meat Meal. | To add gay touches. For hugh and guy and | | |
Flieflie for the | goy and jew. To dimpled and pimpled and | | |
jillies and a | simpled and wimpled. A peak in a poke and a | | |
bombambum | pig in a pew. 6 She wins them by wons, a haul | | |
for the | hectoendecate, for mangay mumbo jumbjubes | | |
nappotondus. | 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- | | |
| 1 Shake eternity and lick creation. | | |
2 I’m blest if I can see. | | ||
3 Hoppity Huhneye, hoosh the hen. I like cluckers, you like nuts | | ||
(wink). | | ||
4 Sweet, medium and dry like altar wine. | | ||
5 Who’ll buy me penny babies? | | ||
6 Well, Maggy, I got your castoff devils all right and fits lovely. And | | ||
am | | ||
vaguely graceful. Maggy thanks. | | ||
7 My six is no secret, sir, she said. | | ||
8 Yes, there, Tad, thanks, give, from, tathair, look at that now. | | ||
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| helm coverchaf emblem on. For the man that | | |
Murdoch. | broke the ranks on Monte Sinjon. The all- | | |
Pas d’action, | riddle of it? That that is allruddy with us, | | |
peu de sauce. | ahead of schedule,which already is plan accom- | | |
From the seven | plished from and syne: Daft Dathy of the Five | | |
tents of Joseph | Positions (the death ray stop him!) is still, as | | |
till the calends of | reproaches Paulus, on the Madderhorn and, | | |
Mary Marian, | entre chats and hobnobs, 1 daring Dunderhead | | |
olivehunkered | to shiver his timbers and Hannibal mac Hamil- | | |
and thorny too. | tan the Hegerite 2 (more livepower elbow him !) | | |
As Shakefork | ministerbuilding up, as repreaches Timothy, | | |
might pitch it. | in Saint Barmabrac’s. 3 Number Thirty two | | |
| West Eleventh streak looks on to that (may | | |
| all in the tocoming of the sempereternal speel | | |
| spry with it!) datetree doloriferous which | | |
| more and over leafeth earlier than every | | |
| growth and, elfshot, headawag, with frayed | | |
| nerves wondering till they feeled sore like any | | |
| woman that has been born at all events to the | | |
| purdah and for the howmanyeth and how- | | |
| movingth time at what the demons in that | | |
| jackhouse that jerry built for Massa and Missus | |