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| they're raised on bruised stone root ginger though it winters on | 1 | |
| their heads as if auctumned round their waistbands. If you'd had | 2 | |
| pains in your hairs you wouldn't look so orgibald. You'd have | 3 | |
| Colley Macaires on your lump of lead. Now listen, Mr Leer! | 4 | |
| And stow that sweatyfunnyadams Simper! Take an old geeser | 5 | |
| who calls on his skirt. Note his sleek hair, so elegant, tableau | 6 | |
| vivant. He vows her to be his own honeylamb, swears they will | 7 | |
| be papa pals, by Sam, and share good times way down west in a | 8 | |
| guaranteed happy lovenest when May moon she shines and they | 9 | |
| twit twinkle all the night, combing the comet's tail up right and | 10 | |
| shooting popguns at the stars. Creampuffs all to dime! Every | 11 | |
| nice, missymackenzies! For dear old grumpapar, he's gone on | 12 | |
| the razzledar, through gazing and crazing and blazing at the stars. | 13 | |
| Compree! She wants her wardrobe to hear from above by return | 14 | |
| with cash so as she can buy her Peter Robinson trousseau and cut | 15 | |
| a dash with Arty, Bert or possibly Charley Chance (who knows?) | 16 | |
| so tolloll Mr Hunker you're too dada for me to dance (so off she | 17 | |
| goes !) and that's how half the gels in town has got their bottom | 18 | |
| drars while grumpapar he's trying to hitch his braces on to his | 19 | |
| trars. But old grum he's not so clean dippy between sweet you | 20 | |
| and yum (not on your life, boy! not in those trousers! not by a | 21 | |
| large jugful!) for someplace on the sly, where Furphy he isn't by, | 22 | |
| old grum has his gel number two (bravevow, our Grum!) and he | 23 | |
| would like to canoodle her too some part of the time for he is | 24 | |
| downright fond of his number one but O he's fair mashed on | 25 | |
| peaches number two so that if he could only canoodle the two, | 26 | |
| chivee chivoo, all three would feel genuinely happy, it's as simple | 27 | |
| as A. B. C., the two mixers, we mean, with their cherrybum | 28 | |
| chappy (for he is simply shamming dippy) if they all were afloat | 29 | |
| in a dreamlifeboat, hugging two by two in his zoo-doo-you-doo, | 30 | |
| a tofftoff for thee, missymissy for me and howcameyou-e'enso for | 31 | |
| Farber, in his tippy, upindown dippy, tiptoptippy canoodle, can | 32 | |
| you? Finny. | 33 | |
| Ack, ack, ack. With which clap, trap and soddenment, three to | 34 | |
| a loaf, our mutual friends the fender and the bottle at the gate seem | 35 | |
| to be implicitly in the same bateau, so to singen, bearing also | 36 |
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