| bark and our lecture is its leave. The cran, the cran, the king of all | 1 |
| crans . Squiremade and damesman of plantagenets, high and holy. | 2 |
Now, no hiding your wren under a bushle! What was it | 3 |
| doing there, for instance? | 4 |
Standing foreninst us. | 5 |
In Summerian sunshine? | 6 |
And in Cimmerian shudders. | 7 |
You saw it visibly from your hidingplace? | 8 |
No. From my invisibly lyingplace. | 9 |
And you then took down in stereo what took place being | 10 |
| tunc committed? | 11 |
I then tuk my takenplace lying down, I thunk I told you. | 12 |
| Solve it! | 13 |
Remounting aliftle towards the ouragan of spaces. Just | 14 |
| how grand in cardinal rounders is this preeminent giant, sir | 15 |
| Arber? Your bard's highview, avis on valley! I would like to hear | 16 |
| you burble to us in strict conclave, purpurando, and without | 17 |
| too much italiote interfairance, what you know in petto about our | 18 |
| sovereign beingstalk, Tonans Tomazeus. O dite! | 19 |
Corcor Andy, Udi, Udite! Your Ominence, Your Immi- | 20 |
| nence and delicted fraternitrees! There's tuodore queensmaids | 21 |
| and Idahore shopgirls and they woody babies growing upon her | 22 |
| and bird flamingans sweenyswinging fuglewards on the tipmast | 23 |
| and Orania epples playing hopptociel bommptaterre and Ty- | 24 |
| burn fenians snoring in his quickenbole and crossbones strewing | 25 |
| its holy floor and culprines of Erasmus Smith's burstall boys | 26 |
| with their underhand leadpencils climbing to her crotch for the | 27 |
| origin of spices and charlotte darlings with silk blue askmes | 28 |
| chattering in dissent to them, gibbonses and gobbenses, guelfing | 29 |
| and ghiberring proferring praydews to their anatolies and blight- | 30 |
| ing findblasts on their catastripes and the killmaimthem pen- | 31 |
| sioners chucking overthrown milestones up to her to fall her | 32 |
| cranberries and her pommes annettes for their unnatural refection | 33 |
| and handpainted hoydens plucking husbands of him and cock | 34 |
| robins muchmore hatching most out of his missado eggdrazzles | 35 |
| for him, the sun and moon pegging honeysuckle and white | 36 |