| had, like the pervious oelkenner done, liquorally no more powers | 1 |
| to their elbow. Ignorinsers' bliss, therefore, their not to say rifle | 2 |
| butt target, none too wisefolly, poor fish, (he is eating, he is spun, | 3 |
| is milked, he dives) upholding a lampthorne of lawstift as wand | 4 |
| of welcome to all men in bonafay, (and the corollas he so has | 5 |
| saved gainsts the virus he has thus injected!) discoastedself to that | 6 |
| kipsie point of its Dublin bar there, breaking and entering, from the | 7 |
| outback's dead heart, Glasthule Bourne or Boehernapark Nolagh, | 8 |
| by wattsismade or bianconi, astraylians in island, a wellknown | 9 |
| tall hat blown in between houses by a nightcap of that silk or it | 10 |
| might be a black velvet and a kiber galler dragging his hunker, | 11 |
| were signalling gael warnings towards Wazwollenzee Haven to | 12 |
| give them their beerings, east circular route or elegant central | 13 |
| highway. Open, 'tis luck will have it! Lifeboat Alloe, Noeman's | 14 |
| Woe, Hircups Emptybolly! With winkles whelks and cocklesent | 15 |
| jelks. Let be buttercup eve lit by night in the Phoenix! Music. | 16 |
| And old lotts have funn at Flammagen's ball. Till Irinwakes from | 17 |
| Slumber Deep. How they succeeded by courting daylight in | 18 |
| saving darkness he who loves will see. | 19 |
| Business. His bestness. Copeman helpen. | 20 |
| Contrescene. | 21 |
| He cupped his years to catch me's to you in what's yours as | 22 |
| minest to hissent, giel as gail, geil as gaul, Odorozone, now our- | 23 |
| menial servent, blanding rum, milk and toddy with I hand it | 24 |
| to you. Saying whiches, see his bow on the hapence, with a pat- | 25 |
| tedyr but digit here, he scooped the hens, hounds and horses | 26 |
| biddy by bunny, with an arc of his covethand, saved from the | 27 |
| drohnings they might oncounter, untill his cubid long, to hide in | 28 |
| dry. Aside. Your sows tin the topple, dodgers, trink me dregs! | 29 |
| Zoot! | 30 |
| And with the gust of a spring alice the fossickers and swaggelers | 31 |
| with him on the hoof from down under piked forth desert roses in | 32 |
| that mulligar scrub. | 33 |
| Reenter Ashe Junior. Peiwei toptip, nankeen pontdelounges. | 34 |
| Gives fair day. Cheroot. Cheevio! | 35 |
| Off. | 36 |