| my lather. Like you. And as I was plucking his goosybone. Like | 1 |
| yea. He store the tale of me shur. Like yup. How's that for | 2 |
| Shemese? | 3 |
Still in a way, not to flatter you, we fancy you that you are | 4 |
| so strikingly brainy and well letterread in yourshelves as ever were | 5 |
| the Shamous Shamonous, Limited, could use worse of yourself, in- | 6 |
| genious Shaun, we still so fancied, if only you would take your | 7 |
| time so and the trouble of so doing it. Upu now! | 8 |
Undoubtedly but that is show, Shaun replied, the mutter- | 9 |
| melk of his blood donor beginning to work, and while innocent | 10 |
| of disseminating the foul emanation, it would be a fall day I | 11 |
| could not, sole, so you can keep your space and by the power of | 12 |
| blurry wards I am loyable to do it (I am convicted of it!) any time | 13 |
| ever I liked (bet ye fippence off me boot allowance!) with the | 14 |
| allergrossest transfusiasm as, you see, while I can soroquise the | 15 |
| Siamanish better than most, it is an openear secret, be it said, | 16 |
| how I am extremely ingenuous at the clerking even with my | 17 |
| badily left and, arrah go braz, I'd pinsel it with immenuensoes | 18 |
| as easy as I'd perorate a chickerow of beans for the price of two | 19 |
| maricles and my trifolium librotto, the authordux Book of Lief, | 20 |
| would, if given to daylight, (I hold a most incredible faith about | 21 |
| it) far exceed what that bogus bolshy of a shame, my soamheis | 22 |
| brother, Gaoy Fecks, is conversant with in audible black and | 23 |
| prink. Outragedy of poetscalds! Acomedy of letters! I have | 24 |
| them all, tame, deep and harried, in my mine's I. And one of | 25 |
| these fine days, man dear, when the mood is on me, that I | 26 |
| may willhap cut my throat with my tongue tonight but I will | 27 |
| be ormuzd moved to take potlood and introvent it Paatryk just | 28 |
| like a work of merit, mark my words and append to my mark | 29 |
| twang, that will open your pucktricker's ops for you, broather | 30 |
| brooher, only for, as a papst and an immature and a nayophight | 31 |
| and a spaciaman spaciosum and a hundred and eleven other things, | 32 |
| I would never for anything take so much trouble of such doing. | 33 |
| And why so? Because I am altogether a chap too fly and hairyman | 34 |
| for to infradig the like of that ultravirulence. And by all I hold | 35 |
| sacred on earth clouds and in heaven I swear to you on my piop | 36 |