| angry boils with certain references to the Deity, seeking relief | 1 |
| in alcohol and so on, general omnibus character with a dash of | 2 |
| railwaybrain, stale cough and an occasional twinge of claudication, | 3 |
| having his favourite fecundclass family of upwards of a decade, | 4 |
| both harefoot and loadenbrogued, to boot and buy off, Imean. | 5 |
| So let it be a knuckle or an elbow, I hereby admonish you! | 6 |
| It may all be topping fun but it's tip and run and touch and flow | 7 |
| for every whack when Marie stopes Phil fluther's game to go. | 8 |
| Arms arome, side aside, face into the wall. To the tumble of the | 9 |
| toss tot the trouble of the swaddled, O. And lest there be no | 10 |
| misconception, Miss Forstowelsy, over who to fasten the plight- | 11 |
| forlifer on (threehundred and thirty three to one on Rue the | 12 |
| Day!) when the nice little smellar squalls in his crydle what the | 13 |
| dirty old bigger'll be squealing through his coughin you better | 14 |
| keep in the gunbarrel straight around vokseburst as I recommence | 15 |
| you to (you gypseyeyed baggage, do you hear what I'm praying?) | 16 |
| or, Gash, without butthering my head to assortail whose stroke | 17 |
| forced or which struck backly, I'll be all over you myselx hori- | 18 |
| zontally, as the straphanger said, for knocking me with my name | 19 |
| and yourself and your babybag down at such a greet sacrifice with | 20 |
| a rap of the gavel to a third price cowhandler as cheap as the nig- | 21 |
| gerd's dirt (for sale!) or I'll smack your fruitflavoured jujube lips | 22 |
| well for you,so I will well for you,if you don't keep a civil tongue | 23 |
| in your pigeonhouse. The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but | 24 |
| the pledges of life outlusts a lieftime. I'll have it in for you. I'll | 25 |
| teach you bed minners, tip for tap, to be playing your oddaugghter | 26 |
| tangotricks with micky dazzlers if I find corsehairs on your | 27 |
| river-frock and the squirmside of your burberry lupitally covered | 28 |
| with chiffchaff and shavings. Up Rosemiry Lean and Potanasty | 29 |
| Rod you wos, wos you? I overstand you, you understand. Ask- | 30 |
| ing Annybettyelsas to carry your parcels and you dreaming of | 31 |
| net glory. You'll ging naemaer wi'Wolf the Ganger. Cutting | 32 |
| chapel, were you? and had dates with slickers in particular | 33 |
| hotels, had we? Lonely went to play your mother, isod? You was | 34 |
| wiffriends? Hay, dot's a doll yarn! Mark mean then! I'll homeseek | 35 |
| you, Luperca as sure as there's a palatine in Limerick and in | 36 |