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geomater. And if you flung her headdress on             1
her from under her highlows you'd wheeze 2
whyse Salmonson set his seel on a hexen- 3
Destiny, In- gown.1 Hissss!, Arrah, go on! Fin for fun! 4
flunce of Design You've spat your shower like a son of Sibernia 5
upon. but let's have at it! Subtend to me now! Pisk! 6
Outer serpumstances beiug ekewilled, we care- 7
fully, if she pleats, lift by her seam hem and 8
jabote at the spidsiest of her trickkikant (like 9
thousands done before since fillies calpered. 10
Ocone ! Ocone !) the maidsapron of our A.L.P., 11
fearfully! till its nether nadir is vortically where 12
(allow me aright to two cute winkles) its naval's 13
Prometheus or napex will have to beandbe. You must proach 14
the Promise of near mear for at is dark. Lob. And light 15
Provision. your mech. Jeldy! And this is what you'll say.2 16
Waaaaaa. Tch! Sluice! Pla! And their, redneck, 17
(for addn't we to gayatsee with Puhl the Pun- 18
kah's bell?)mygh and thy, the living spit of 19
dead waters, 3 fastness firm of Hurdlebury Fenn, 20
discinct and isoplural in its (your sow to 21
the duble) sixuous parts, flument, fluvey and 22
fluteous, midden wedge of the stream's your 23
muddy old triagonal delta, fiho miho, plain 24
for you now, appia lippia pluvaville, (hop the 25
hula, girls!) the no niggard spot of her safety 26
vulve, first of all usquiluteral threeingles, (and 27
why wouldn't she sit cressloggedlike the lass 28
that lured a tailor?) the constant of fluxion, 29
Mahamewetma, pride of the province 4 and 30
when that tidled boare rutches up from the 31
Afrantic, allaph quaran's his bett und bier! 5 32
 
                            1 The chape of Doña Speranza of the Nacion.
                            2 Ugol egal ogle. Mi vidim Mi.
                            3 It is, it is Sangannon's dream.
                            4 And all meinkind.
                            5 Whangpoos the paddle and whiss whee whoo.