part so ptee does duty for the holos we soon grow to use of an | | 1 |
allforabit. Here (please to stoop) are selveran cued peteet peas of | | 2 |
quite a pecuniar interest inaslittle as they are the pellets that make | | 3 |
the tomtummy's pay roll. Right rank ragnar rocks and with these | | 4 |
rox orangotangos rangled rough and rightgorong. Wisha, wisha, | | 5 |
whydidtha? Thik is for thorn that's thuck in its thoil like thum- | | 6 |
fool's thraitor thrust for vengeance. What a mnice old mness it | | 7 |
all mnakes! A middenhide hoard of objects! Olives, beets, kim- | | 8 |
mells, dollies, alfrids, beatties, cormacks and daltons. Owlets' eegs | | 9 |
(O stoop to please!) are here, creakish from age and all now | | 10 |
quite epsilene, and oldwolldy wobblewers, haudworth a wipe o | | 11 |
grass. Sss! See the snake wurrums everyside! Our durlbin is | | 12 |
sworming in sneaks. They came to our island from triangular | | 13 |
Toucheaterre beyond the wet prairie rared up in the midst of the | | 14 |
cargon of prohibitive pomefructs but along landed Paddy Wip- | | 15 |
pingham and the his garbagecans cotched the creeps of them | | 16 |
pricker than our whosethere outofman could quick up her whats- | | 17 |
thats. Somedivide and sumthelot but the tally turns round the | | 18 |
same balifuson. Racketeers and bottloggers. | | 19 |
Axe on thwacks on thracks, axenwise. One by one place one | | 20 |
be three dittoh and one before. Two nursus one make a plaus- | | 21 |
ible free and idim behind. Starting off with a big boaboa and three- | | 22 |
legged calvers and ivargraine jadesses with a message in their | | 23 |
mouths. And a hundreadfilled unleavenweight of liberorumqueue | | 24 |
to con an we can till allhorrors eve. What a meanderthalltale to | | 25 |
unfurl and with what an end in view of squattor and anntisquattor | | 26 |
and postproneauntisquattor! To say too us to be every tim, nick | | 27 |
and larry of us, sons of the sod, sons, littlesons, yea and lealittle- | | 28 |
sons, when usses not to be, every sue, siss and sally of us, dugters | | 29 |
of Nan! Accusative ahnsire! Damadam to infinities | | 30 |
True there was in nillohs dieybos as yet no lumpend papeer | | 31 |
in the waste, and mightmountain Penn still groaned for the micies | | 32 |
to let flee. All was of ancientry. You gave me a boot (signs on | | 33 |
it!) and I ate the wind. I quizzed you a quid (with for what?) and | | 34 |
you went to the quod. But the world, mind, is, was and will be | | 35 |
writing its own wrunes for ever, man, on all matters that fall | | 36 |