| mon for ignitious Purpalume to the proper of Francisco Ultramare, | 1 |
| last of scorchers, third of snows, in terrorgammons howdydos. | 2 |
| Here she's, is a bell, that's wares in heaven, virginwhite, Undetri- | 3 |
| gesima, vikissy manonna. Doremon's! The same or similar to be | 4 |
| kindly observed within the affianced dietcess of Gay O'Toole | 5 |
| and Gloamy Gwenn du Lake (Danish spoken!) from Manducare | 6 |
| Monday up till farrier's siesta in china dominos. Words taken in | 7 |
| triumph, my sweet assistance, from the sufferant pen of our joco- | 8 |
| sus inkerman militant of the reed behind the ear. | 9 |
| Never miss your lostsomewhere mass for the couple in Myles | 10 |
| you butrose to brideworship. Never hate mere pork which is bad | 11 |
| for your knife of a good friday. Never let a hog of the howth | 12 |
| trample underfoot your linen of Killiney. Never play lady's game | 13 |
| for the Lord's stake. Never lose your heart away till you win his | 14 |
| diamond back. Make a strong point of never kicking up your | 15 |
| rumpus over the scroll end of sofas in the Dar Bey Coll Cafeteria | 16 |
| by tootling risky apropos songs at commercial travellers' smokers | 17 |
| for their Columbian nights entertainments the like of White limbs | 18 |
| they never stop teasing or Minxy was a Manxmaid when Murry | 19 |
| wor a Man. And, by the bun, is it you goes bisbuiting His Esaus | 20 |
| and Cos and then throws them bag in the box? Why the tin's | 21 |
| nearly empty. First thou shalt not smile. Twice thou shalt not | 22 |
| love. Lust, thou shalt not commix idolatry. Hip confiners help | 23 |
| compunction. Never park your brief stays in the men's con- | 24 |
| venience. Never clean your buttoncups with your dirty pair of | 25 |
| sassers. Never ask his first person where's your quickest cut to | 26 |
| our last place. Never let the promising hand usemake free of | 27 |
| your oncemaid sacral. The soft side of the axe! A coil of cord, a | 28 |
| colleen coy, a blush on a bush turned first man's laughter into | 29 |
| wailful moither. O foolish cuppled! Ah, dice's error! Never dip | 30 |
| in the ern while you've browsers on your suite. Never slip the | 31 |
| silver key through your gate of golden age. Collide with man, | 32 |
| collude with money. Ere you sail foreget my prize. Where you | 33 |
| truss be circumspicious and look before you leak, dears. Never | 34 |
| christen medlard apples till a swithin is in sight. Wet your thistle | 35 |
| where a weed is and you'll rue it,despyneedis. Especially beware | 36 |