other's weariness waiting to beadroll his own | 1 | ||
properer mistakes, the backslapping glad- | 2 | ||
Some is out for | hander, 1 free of his florid future and the other | 3 | |
twoheaded dul- | singing likeness, dirging a past of bloody altars, | 4 | |
carnons but more | gale with a blost to him, dove without gall. | 5 | |
pulfers turnips. | And she, of the jilldaw's nest 2 who tears up | 6 | |
Omnitudes in a | lettereens she never apposed a pen upon. 3 Yet | 7 | |
knutshedell. | sung of love and the monster man. What's | 8 | |
Hiccupper to hem or her to Hagaba? Ough, | 9 | ||
ough, brieve kindli! 4 | 10 | ||
Dogs' vespers are anending. Vespertilia- | THE MON- | 11 | |
bitur. Goteshoppard quits his gabhard cloke | GREL UNDER | 12 | |
to sate with Becchus. Zumbock! Achevre! | THE DUNG- | 13 | |
Yet wind will be ere fadervor 5 and the hour of | MOUND. | 14 | |
For all us kids | fruminy and bergoo bell if Nippon have pearls | SIGNIFI- | 15 |
under his aegis. | or opals Eldorado, the daindy dish, the lecking | CANCE OF | 16 |
out! Gipoo, good oil! For (hushmagandy!) | THE INFRA- | 17 | |
long 'tis till gets bright that all cocks waken | LIMINAL IN- | 18 | |
and birds Diana 6 with dawnsong hail. Aught | TELLIGENCE. | 19 | |
darks flou a duskness. Bats that? There peepee- | OFFRANDES. | 20 | |
Saving the public | strilling. At Brannan's on the moor. At Tam | 21 | |
his health. | Fanagan's weak yat his still's going strang. | 22 | |
And still here is noctules and can tell things | 23 | ||
acommon on by that fluffy feeling. Larges | 24 | ||
Superlative abso- | loomy wheelhouse to bodgbox 7 lumber up | 25 | |
lute of Porter- | with hoodie hearsemen carrawain we keep | 26 | |
stown. | is peace who follow his law, Sunday | 27 | |
1 He gives me pulpititions with his Castlecowards never in the twowsers | |||
and ever in those twawsers and then babeteasing us out of our hoydenname. | |||
2 My goldfashioned bother near drave me roven mad and I dyeing to | |||
keep my linefree face like readymaid maryangs for jollycomes smashing | |||
Holmes. | |||
3 What I would like is a jade louistone to go with the moon's increscent. | |||
4 Parley vows the Askinwhose? I do, Ida. And how to call the cattle black. | |||
Moopetsi meepotsi | |||
5 I was so snug off in my apholster's creedle but at long leash I'll stretch | |||
more capritious in his dapplepied bed. | |||
6 Pipette. I can almost feed their sweetness at my lisplips. | |||
7 A liss in hunterland. |