| while the whistling prairial roysters play, between gormandising | 1 |
| and gourmeteering, he grubbed his tuck all right, deah smorregos, | 2 |
| every time he was for doing dirt to a meal or felt like a bottle of | 3 |
| ardilaun arongwith a smag of a lecker biss of a welldressed taart | 4 |
| or. Though his net intrants wight weighed nought but a flyblow | 5 |
| to his gross and ganz afterduepoise. And he was so jarvey jaunty | 6 |
| with a romp of a schoolgirl's completion sitting pretty over his | 7 |
| Oyster Monday print face and he was plainly out on the ramp and | 8 |
| mash, as you might say, for he sproke. | 9 |
| Overture and beginners! | 10 |
| When lo (whish, O whish!) mesaw mestreamed, as the green | 11 |
| to the gred was flew, was flown, through deafths of durkness | 12 |
| greengrown deeper I heard a voice, the voce of Shaun, vote of | 13 |
| the Irish, voise from afar (and cert no purer puer palestrine e'er | 14 |
| chanted panangelical mid the clouds of Tu es Petrus, not | 15 |
| Michaeleen Kelly, not Mara O'Mario, and sure, what more | 16 |
| numerose Italicuss ever rawsucked frish uov in urinal?), a brieze | 17 |
| to Yverzone o'er the brozaozaozing sea, from Inchigeela call | 18 |
| the way how it suspired (morepork! morepork!) to scented | 19 |
| nightlife as softly as the loftly marconimasts from Clifden sough | 20 |
| open tireless secrets (mauveport! mauveport!) to Nova Scotia's | 21 |
| listing sisterwands. Tubetube! | 22 |
| His handpalm lifted,his handshell cupped,his handsign pointed, | 23 |
| his handheart mated, his handaxe risen, his handleaf fallen. | 24 |
| Helpsome hand that holemost heals! What is het holy! It gested. | 25 |
| And it said: | 26 |
Alo, alass, aladdin, amobus! Does she lag soft fall means | 27 |
| rest down? Shaun yawned, as his general address rehearsal, | 28 |
| (that was antepropreviousday's pigeons-in-a-pie with rough | 29 |
| dough for the carrier and the hash-say-ugh of overgestern pluzz | 30 |
| the 'stuesday's shampain in his head, with the memories of the | 31 |
| past and the hicnuncs of the present embelliching the musics of | 32 |
| the futures from Miccheruni's band) addressing himself ex alto | 33 |
| and complaining with vocal discontent it was so close as of | 34 |
| the fact the rag was up and of the briefs and billpasses, a houseful | 35 |
| of deadheads, of him to dye his paddycoats to morn his hestern- | 36 |