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eers, at the end of this age that had it from Variants' Katey1
Sherratt that had it from Variants' Katey Sherratt's man for the2
bonnefacies of Blashwhite and Blushred of the Aquasancta Liffey3
Patrol to wind up and to tells of all befells after that to Mocked4
Majesty in the Malincurred Mansion.5
    So you were saying, boys? Anyhow he what? 6
    So anyhow, melumps and mumpos of the hoose uncommons, 7
after that to wind up that longtobechronickled gettogether8
thanksbetogiving day at Glenfinnisk-en-la-Valle, the anniver-9
sary of his finst homy commulion, after that same barbecue bean-10
feast was all over poor old hospitable corn and eggfactor, King11
Roderick O'Conor, the paramount chief polemarch and last pre-12
electric king of Ireland, who was anything you say yourself be-13
tween fiftyodd and fiftyeven years of age at the time after the14
socalled last supper he greatly gave in his umbrageous house of15
the hundred bottles with the radio beamer tower and its hangars,16
chimbneys and equilines or, at least, he was'nt actually the then17
last king of all Ireland for the time being for the jolly good18
reason that he was still such as he was the eminent king of all19
Ireland himself after the last preeminent king of all Ireland, the20
whilom joky old top that went before him in the Taharan dy-21
nasty, King Arth Mockmorrow Koughenough of the leathered22
leggions, now of parts unknown, (God guard his generous23
comicsongbook soul!) that put a poached fowl in the poor man's24
pot before he took to his pallyass with the weeping eczema for25
better and worse until he went under the grass quilt on us, never-26
theless, the year the sugar was scarce, and we to lather and shave27
and frizzle him, like a bald surging buoy and himself down28
to three cows that was meat and drink and dogs and washing29
to him, 'tis good cause we have to remember it, going through30
summersultryngs of snow and sleet witht the widow Nolan's31
goats and the Brownes girls neats anyhow, wait till I tell you,32
what did he do, poor old Roderick O'Conor Rex, the aus-33
picious waterproof monarch of all Ireland, when he found him-34
self all alone by himself in his grand old handwedown pile after35
all of them had all gone off with themselves to their castles of36