| Curragh | By old Grumbledum's walls. Bumps, bellows | 1 | |
| machree, me | and bawls. 1 Opprimor's down, up up Opima! | 2 | |
| bosthoon fiend. | Rents and rates and tithes and taxes, wages, | 3 | |
| saves and spends. Heil, heptarched span of | 4 | ||
| Femilies hug | peace! 2 Live, league of lex, nex and the mores! | 5 | |
| bank! | Fas est dass and foe err you. Impovernment | 6 | |
| of the booble by the bauble for the bubble. So | 7 | ||
| All we suffered | wrap up your worries in your woe (wumpum- | 8 | |
| under them Cow- | tum!) and shake down the shuffle for the | 9 | |
| dung Forks and | throw. For there's one mere ope 3 for down- | 10 | |
| how we enjoyed | fall ned. As Hanah Levy, shrewd shroplifter, | 11 | |
| over our pick of | and nievre anore skidoos with her spoileds. 4 | 12 | |
| the basketfild. | To add gay touches. For hugh and guy and | 13 | |
| Old Kine's | goy and jew. To dimpled and pimpled and | 14 | |
| Meat Meal. | simpled and wimpled. A peak in a poke and a | 15 | |
| pig in a pew. 5 She wins them by wons, a haul | 16 | ||
| Flieflie for the | hectoendecate, for mangay mumbo jumbjubes | 17 | |
| jillies and a | tak mutts and jeffs muchas bracelonettes | 18 | |
| bombambum | gracies barcelonas.6 O what a loovely free- | 19 | |
| for the | speech 'twas (tep) 7 to gar howalively hinter- | 20 | |
| nappotondus. | grunting! Tip. Like lilt of larks to burdened | 21 | |
| crocodile, 8 or skittering laubhing at that | 22 | ||
| wheeze of old windbag, Blusterboss, blow- | 23 | ||
| harding about all he didn't do. Hell o' your | 24 | ||
| troop! With is the winker for the muckwits | 25 | ||
| of willesly and nith is the nod for the umproar | 26 | ||
| napollyon and hitheris poorblond piebold | 27 | ||
| hoerse. Huirse. With its tricuspidal hauberk- | 28 | ||
| 1 Shake eternity and lick creation. | |||
| 2 I'm blest if I can see. | |||
| 3 Hoppity Huhneye, hoosh the hen. I like cluckers, you like nuts (wink). | |||
| 4 Sweet, medium and dry like altar wine. | |||
| 5 Who'll buy me penny babies? | |||
| 6 Well, Maggy, I got your castoff devils all right and fits lovely. And am | |||
| vaguely graceful. Maggy thanks. | |||
| 7 My six is no secret, sir, she said. | |||
| 8 Yes, there, Tad, thanks, give, from, tathair, look at that now. | |||