shtemp and jumphet to the tiltyard from the wastes a'sleep in his | | 1 |
obi ohny overclothes or choker, attracted by the norse of guns | | 2 |
playing Delandy is cartager on the raglar rock to Dulyn, said | | 3 |
war' prised safe in bed as he dreamed that he'd wealthes in mor- | | 4 |
mon halls when wokenp by a fourth loud snore out of his land | | 5 |
of byelo while hickstrey's maws was grazing in the moonlight | | 6 |
by hearing hammering on the pandywhank scale emanating from | | 7 |
the blind pig and anything like it (oonagh! oonagh!) in the | | 8 |
whole history of the Mullingcan Inn he never. This battering | | 9 |
babel allower the door and sideposts, he always said, was not in | | 10 |
the very remotest like the belzey babble of a bottle of boose | | 11 |
which would not rouse him out o' slumber deep but reminded | | 12 |
him loads more of the martiallawsey marses of foreign musi- | | 13 |
kants' instrumongs or the overthrewer to the third last days of | | 14 |
Pompery, if anything. And that after this most nooningless | | 15 |
knockturn the young reine came down desperate and the old | | 16 |
liffopotamus started ploring all over the plains, as mud as she | | 17 |
cud be, ruinating all the bouchers' schurts and the backers' | | 18 |
wischandtugs so that be the chandeleure of the Rejaneyjailey | | 19 |
they were all night wasching the walters of, the weltering walters | | 20 |
off. Whyte. | | 21 |
Just one moment. A pinch in time of the ideal, musketeers! | | 22 |
Alphos, Burkos and Caramis, leave Astrelea for the astrollajerries | | 23 |
and for the love of the saunces and the honour of Keavens pike | | 24 |
puddywhackback to Pamintul. And roll away the reel world, the | | 25 |
reel world, the reel world! And call all your smokeblushes, | | 26 |
Snowwhite and Rosered, if you will have the real cream! Now for | | 27 |
a strawberry frolic! Filons, filoosh! Cherchons la flamme! Famm- | | 28 |
famm! Fammfamm! | | 29 |
Come on, ordinary man with that large big nonobli head, and | | 30 |
that blanko berbecked fischial ekksprezzion Machinsky Scapolo- | | 31 |
polos, Duzinascu or other. Your machelar's mutton leg's getting | | 32 |
musclebound from being too pulled. Noah Beery weighed stone | | 33 |
thousand one when Hazel was a hen. Now her fat's falling fast. | | 34 |
Therefore, chatbags, why not yours? There are 29 sweet reasons | | 35 |
why blossomtime's the best. Elders fall for green almonds when | | 36 |