| dinous and oldbuoyant, inscythe his elytrical wormcasket and | 1 |
| Dehlia and Peonia, his druping nymphs, bewheedling him, com- | 2 |
| pound eyes on hornitosehead, and Auld Letty Plussiboots to | 3 |
| scratch his cacumen and cackle his tramsitus, diva deborah (seven | 4 |
| bolls of sapo, a lick of lime, two spurts of fussfor, threefurts of | 5 |
| sulph, a shake o'shouker, doze grains of migniss and a mesfull of | 6 |
| midcap pitchies. The whool of the whaal in the wheel of the | 7 |
| whorl of the Boubou from Bourneum has thus come to taon!), | 8 |
| and with tambarins and cantoridettes soturning around his eggs- | 9 |
| hill rockcoach their dance McCaper in retrophoebia, beck from | 10 |
| bulk, like fantastic disossed and jenny aprils, to the ra, the ra, the | 11 |
| ra, the ra, langsome heels and langsome toesis, attended to by a | 12 |
| mutter and doffer duffmatt baxingmotch and a myrmidins of | 13 |
| pszozlers pszinging Satyr's Caudledayed Nice and Hombly, | 14 |
| Dombly Sod We Awhile but Ho, Time Timeagen, Wake! For if | 15 |
| sciencium (what's what) can mute uns nought, 'a thought, | 16 |
| abought the Great Sommboddy within the Omniboss, perhops an | 17 |
| artsaccord (hoot's hoot) might sing ums tumtim abutt the Little | 18 |
| Newbuddies that ring his panch. A high old tide for the bar- | 19 |
| heated publics and the whole day as gratiis! Fudder and lighting | 20 |
| for ally looty, any filly in a fog, for O'Cronione lags acrumbling | 21 |
| in his sands but his sunsunsuns still tumble on. Erething above | 22 |
| ground, as his Book of Breathings bed him, so as everwhy, sham | 23 |
| or shunner, zeemliangly to kick time. | 24 |
| Grouscious me and scarab my sahull What a bagateller it is! | 25 |
| Libelulous! Inzanzarity! Pou! Pschla! Ptuh! What a zeit for the | 26 |
| goths! vented the Ondt, who, not being a sommerfool, was | 27 |
| thothfolly making chilly spaces at hisphex affront of the icinglass | 28 |
| of his windhame, which was cold antitopically Nixnixundnix. | 29 |
| We shall not come to party at that lopp's, he decided possibly, | 30 |
| for he is not on our social list. Nor to Ba's berial nether, thon | 31 |
| sloghard, this oldeborre's yaar ablong as there's a khul on a khat. | 32 |
| Nefersenless, when he had safely looked up his ovipository, he | 33 |
| loftet hails and prayed: May he me no voida water! Seekit Ha- | 34 |
| tup! May no he me tile pig shed on! Suckit Hotup! As broad as | 35 |
| Beppy's realm shall flourish my reign shall flourish! As high as | 36 |