| is how the reverend Coppinger, he visualises the hidebound | 1 |
| homelies of creed crux ethics. Watsch yourself tillicately every | 2 |
| morkning in your bracksullied twilette. The use of cold water, | 3 |
| testificates Dr Rutty, may be warmly recommended for the sug- | 4 |
| jugation of cungunitals loosed. Tolloll, schools! | 5 |
Tallhell and Barbados wi ye and your Errian coprulation! | 6 |
| Pelagiarist! Remonstrant Montgomeryite! Short lives to your | 7 |
| relatives! Y'are absexed, so y'are, with mackerglosia and mick- | 8 |
| roocyphyllicks. | 9 |
Wait now, leixlep! I scent eggoarchicism. I vill take you | 10 |
| to task. I don't follow you that far in your otherwise accurate | 11 |
| account. Was it esox lucius or salmo ferax? You are taxing us | 12 |
| into the driven future, are you not, with this ruttymaid fishery? | 13 |
Lalia Lelia Lilia Lulia and lively lovely Lola Montez. | 14 |
Gubbernathor! That they say is a fenian on the secret. | 15 |
| Named Parasol Irelly. Spawning ova and fry like a marrye | 16 |
| monach all amanygoround his seven parish churches! And | 17 |
| peopling the ribald baronies with dans, oges and conals! | 18 |
Lift it now, Hosty! Hump's your mark! For a runnymede | 19 |
| landing! A dondhering vesh vish, Magnam Carpam, es hit neat zoo? | 20 |
There's an old psalmsobbing lax salmoner fogeyboren Herrin | 21 |
| Plundehowse. | 22 |
| Who went floundering with his boatloads of spermin spunk about. | 23 |
| Leaping freck after every long tom and wet lissy between Howth and | 24 |
| Humbermouth. | 25 |
| Our Human Conger Eel! | 26 |
Hep! I can see him in the fishnoo! Up wi'yer whippy! | 27 |
| Hold that lad! Play him, Markandeyn! Bullhead! | 28 |
Pull you, sir! Olive quill does it. Longeal of Malin, he'll | 29 |
| cry before he's flayed. And his tear make newisland. Did a rise? | 30 |
| Way, lungfush! The great fin may cumule! Three threeth o'er | 31 |
| the wild! Manu ware! | 32 |
He missed her mouth and stood into Dee, Romunculus | 33 |
| Remus, plying the rape, so as now any bompriss's bound to get | 34 |
| up her if he pool her leg and bunk on her butt. No, he skid like | 35 |
| a skate and berthed on her byrnie and never a fear but they'll | 36 |