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of another time, a white horsday where the midril met the bulg,1
sbogom, roughnow along about the first equinarx in the cholon-2
der, on the plain of Khorason as thou goest from the mount of3
Bekel, Steep Nemorn, elve hundred and therety and to years4
how the krow flees end in deed, after a power of skimiskes,5
blodidens and godinats of them, when we sight the beasts, (heg-6
heg whatlk of wraimy wetter!), moist moonful date man aver7
held dimsdzey death with, and higheye was in the Reilly Oirish8
Krzerszonese Milesia asundurst Sirdarthar Woolwichleagues,9
good tomkeys years somewhile in Crimealian wall samewhere10
in Ayerland, during me weeping stillstumms over the freshprosts11
of Eastchept and the dangling garters of Marrowbone and daring12
my wapping stiltstunts on Bostion Moss, old stile and new style13
and heave a lep onwards. And winn again, blaguadargoos, or14
lues the day, plays goat, the banshee pealer, if moskats knows15
whoss whizz, the great day and the druidful day come San16
Patrisky and the grand day, the excellent fine splendorous long17
agreeable toastworthy cylindrical day, go Sixt of the Ninth, the18
heptahundread annam dammias that Hajizfijjiz ells me is and19
will and was be till the timelag is in it that's told in the Bok of20
Alam to columnkill all the prefacies of Erin gone brugk. But21
Icantenue. And incommixtion. We was lowsome like till we'd22
took out after the dead beats. So I begin to study and I soon23
show them day's reasons how to give the cold shake to they24
blighty perishers and lay one over the beats. All feller he look25
he call all feller come longa villa finish. Toumbalo, how was26
I acclapadad! From them banjopeddlars on the raid. Gidding27
up me anti vanillas and getting off the stissas me aunties.28
Boxerising and coxerusing. And swiping a johnny dann29
sweept for to exercitise myself neverwithstanding the topkats30
and his roaming cartridges, orussheying and patronning, out31
all over Crummwiliam wall. Be the why it was me who haw32
    TAFF (all for letting his tinder and lighting be put to beheiss in 34
the feuer and, while durblinly obasiant to the felicias of the skivis,35
Still smolking his fulvurite turfkish in the rooking pressance of36