| shtemp and jumphet to the tiltyard from the wastes a'sleep in his | 1 |
| obi ohny overclothes or choker, attracted by the norse of guns | 2 |
| playing Delandy is cartager on the raglar rock to Dulyn, said | 3 |
| war' prised safe in bed as he dreamed that he'd wealthes in mor- | 4 |
| mon halls when wokenp by a fourth loud snore out of his land | 5 |
| of byelo while hickstrey's maws was grazing in the moonlight | 6 |
| by hearing hammering on the pandywhank scale emanating from | 7 |
| the blind pig and anything like it (oonagh!oonagh!) in the | 8 |
| whole history of the Mullingcan Inn he never. This battering | 9 |
| babel allower the door and sideposts, he always said, was not in | 10 |
| the very remotest like the belzey babble of a bottle of boose | 11 |
| which would not rouse him out o' slumber deep but reminded | 12 |
| him loads more of the martiallawsey marses of foreign musi- | 13 |
| kants' instrumongs or the overthrewer to the third last days of | 14 |
| Pompery, if anything. And that after this most nooningless | 15 |
| knockturn the young reine came down desperate and the old | 16 |
| liffopotamus started ploring all over the plains, as mud as she | 17 |
| cud be, ruinating all the bouchers' schurts and the backers' | 18 |
| wischandtugs so that be the chandeleure of the Rejaneyjailey | 19 |
| they were all night wasching the walters of, the weltering walters | 20 |
| off. Whyte. | 21 |
| Just one moment. A pinch in time of the ideal, musketeers! | 22 |
| Alphos, Burkos and Caramis, leave Astrelea for the astrollajerries | 23 |
| and for the love of the saunces and the honour of Keavens pike | 24 |
| puddywhackback to Pamintul. And roll away the reel world, the | 25 |
| reel world, the reel world! And call all your smokeblushes, | 26 |
| Snowwhite and Rosered, if you will have the real cream! Now for | 27 |
| a strawberry frolic ! Filons, filoosh ! Cherchons la flamme! Famm- | 28 |
| famm! Fammfamm! | 29 |
| Come on, ordinary man with that large big nonobli head, and | 30 |
| that blanko berbecked fischial ekksprezzion Machinsky Scapolo- | 31 |
| polos, Duzinascu or other. Your machelar's mutton leg's getting | 32 |
| musclebound from being too pulled. Noah Beery weighed stone | 33 |
| thousand one when Hazel was a hen. Now her fat's falling fast. | 34 |
| Therefore, chatbags, why not yours? There are 29 sweet reasons | 35 |
| why blossomtime's the best. Elders fall for green almonds when | 36 |