| And eher you could pray mercy to goodness or help
with your | 1 |
| hokey or mehokeypoo, Gallus's hen has collared her
pullets. | 2 |
| That's where they have owreglias for. Their bone of
contention, | 3 |
| flesh to their thorns, prest as Prestissima, makes off in a
thinkling | 4 |
| (and not one hen only nor two hens neyther but every
blessed | 5 |
| brigid came aclucking and aclacking), while, a rum a rum,
the | 6 |
| ram of all harns, Bier, Wijn, Spirituosen for consumption on
the | 7 |
| premises, advokaat withouten pleaders, Mas marrit, Pas
poulit, | 8 |
| Ras ruddist of all, though flamifestouned from galantifloures,
is | 9 |
| hued and cried of each's colour. | 10 |
| Home all go. Halome. Blare no more ramsblares, oddmund | 11 |
| barkes! And cease your fumings, kindalled bushies! And sherri- | 12 |
| goldies yeassymgnays; your wildeshaweshowe moves swiftly | 13 |
| sterneward! For here the holy language. Soons to come. To | 14 |
| pausse. | 15 |
| 'Tis goed. Het best. | 16 |
| For they are now tearing, that is, teartoretorning. Too soon | 17 |
| are coming tasbooks and goody, hominy bread and bible bee, | 18 |
| with jaggery-yo to juju-jaw, Fine's French phrases from the | 19 |
| Grandmere des Grammaires and bothered parsenaps from the | 20 |
| Four Massores, Mattatias, Marusias, Lucanias, Jokinias, and what | 21 |
| happened to our eleven in thirtytwo antepostdating the Valgur | 22 |
| Eire and why is limbo where is he and what are the sound waves | 23 |
| saying ceased ere they all wayed wrong and Amnist anguished | 24 |
| axes Collis and where fishngaman fetched the mongafesh from | 25 |
| and whatfor paddybird notplease rancoon and why was Sindat | 26 |
| sitthing on him sitbom like a saildior, with what the doc did in the | 27 |
| doil, not to mention define the hydraulics of common salt and, | 28 |
| its denier crid of old provaunce, where G.P.O. is zentrum and | 29 |
| D.U.T.C. are radients write down by the frequency of the scores | 30 |
| and crores of your refractions the valuations in the pice of ding- | 31 |
| gyings on N.C.R. and S.C.R. | 32 |
| That little cloud, a nibulissa, still hangs isky. Singabed sulks | 33 |
| before slumber. Light at night has an alps on his druckhouse. | 34 |
| Thick head and thin butter or after you with me. Caspi, but | 35 |
| gueroligue stings the air. Gaylegs to riot of us! Gallocks to lafft! | 36 |