| stoddard and trutted and trumpered, to see had lordherry's | 1 |
| blackham's red bobby abbels, it tickled her innings to consort | 2 |
| pitch at kicksolock in the morm. Tipatonguing him on in her | 3 |
| pigeony linguish, with a flick at the bails for lubrication, to scorch | 4 |
| her faster, faster. Ye hek, ye hok, ye hucky hiremonger ! Magrath | 5 |
| he's my pegger, he is, for bricking up all my old kent road. | 6 |
| He'll win your toss, flog your old tom's bowling and I darr ye, | 7 |
| barrackybuller, to break his duck! He's posh. I lob him. We're | 8 |
| parring all Oogster till the empsyseas run googlie. Declare to | 9 |
| ashes and teste his metch! Three for two will do for me and he | 10 |
| for thee and she for you. Goeasyosey, for the grace of the fields, | 11 |
| or hooley pooley, cuppy, we'll both be bye and by caught in the | 12 |
| slips for fear he'd tyre and burst his dunlops and waken her | 13 |
| bornybarnies making his boobybabies. The game old merri- | 14 |
| mynn, square to leg, with his lolleywide towelhat and his hobbsy | 15 |
| socks and his wisden's bosse and his norsery pinafore and his | 16 |
| gentleman's grip and his playaboy's plunge and his flannelly | 17 |
| feelyfooling, treading her hump and hambledown like a maiden | 18 |
| wellheld, ovalled over, with her crease where the pads of her | 19 |
| punishments ought to be by womanish rights when, keek, the hen | 20 |
| in the doran's shantyqueer began in a kikkery key to laugh it | 21 |
| off, yeigh, yeigh, neigh, neigh, the way she was wuck to doodle- | 22 |
| doo by her gallows bird (how's that? Noball, he carries his bat!) | 23 |
| nine hundred and dirty too not out, at all times long past con- | 24 |
| quering cock of the morgans. | 25 |
| How blame us? | 26 |
| Cocorico! | 27 |
| Armigerend everfasting horde. Rico! So the bill to the bowe. | 28 |
| As the belle to the beau. We herewith pleased returned auditors' | 29 |
| thanks for those and their favours since safely enjoined. Coco- | 30 |
| ree! Tellaman tillamie. Tubbernacul in tipherairy, sons, travel- | 31 |
| lers in company and their carriageable tochters, tanks tight anne | 32 |
| thynne for her contractations tugowards his personeel. Echo, | 33 |
| choree chorecho! O I you O you me! Well, we all unite thought- | 34 |
| fully in rendering gratias, well, between loves repassed, begging | 35 |
| your honour's pardon for, well, exclusive pigtorial rights of here- | 36 |