| who erred in having down to gibbous disdag our darling breed. | 1 |
| And then the confisieur for the boob's indulligence. As sunctioned | 2 |
| for his salmenbog by the Councillors-om-Trent. Pave Pannem | 3 |
| at his gaiter's bronze! Nummer half dreads Log Laughty. Mas- | 4 |
| ter's gunne he warrs the bedst. I messaged his dilltoyds sause- | 5 |
| pander mussels on the kisschen table. With my ironing duck | 6 |
| through his rollpins of gansyfett, do dodo doughdy dough, till | 7 |
| he was braising red in the toastface with lovensoft eyebulbs and | 8 |
| his kiddledrum steeming and rattling like the roasties in my | 9 |
| mockamill. I awed to have scourched his Abarm's brack for him. | 10 |
| For the loaf of Obadiah, take your pastryart's noas out of me | 11 |
| flouer bouckuet! Of the strainger scene you given squeezers to | 12 |
| me skillet! As cream of the hearth thou reinethst alhome. His | 13 |
| lapper and libbers was glue goulewed as he sizzled there watch- | 14 |
| ing me lautterick's pitcher by Wexford-Atelier as Katty and | 15 |
| Lanner, the refined souprette, with my bust alla brooche and the | 16 |
| padbun under my matelote, showing my jigotty sleeves and all | 17 |
| my new toulong touloosies. Whisk! There's me shims and here's | 18 |
| me hams and this is me juppettes, gause be the meter! Whisk! | 19 |
| What's this? Whisk! And that? He never cotched finer, balay | 20 |
| me, at Romiolo Frullini's flea pantamine out of Griddle-the-Sink | 21 |
| or Shusies-with-her-Soles-Up or La Sauzerelly, the pucieboots, | 22 |
| when I started so hobmop ladlelike, highty tighty, to kick the | 23 |
| time off the cluckclock lucklock quamquam camcam potapot | 24 |
| panapan kickakickkack. Hairhorehounds, shake up pfortner. | 25 |
| Fuddling fun for Fullacan's sake! | 26 |
All halt! Sponsor programme and close down. That's | 27 |
| enough, genral, of finicking about Finnegan and fiddling with | 28 |
| his faddles. A final ballot, guvnor, to remove all doubt. By sylph | 29 |
| and salamander and all the trolls and tritons, I mean to top her | 30 |
| drive and to tip the tap of this, at last. His thoughts that wouldbe | 31 |
| words, his livings that havebeen deeds. And will too, by the holy | 32 |
| child of Coole, primapatriock of the archsee, if I have at first | 33 |
| to down every mask in Trancenania from Terreterry's Hole to | 34 |
| Stutterers' Corner to find that Yokeoff his letter, this Yokan his | 35 |
| dahet. Pass the jousters of the king, the Kovnor-Journal and | 36 |