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on the greene, agirlies, the gretnass of joyboys, from Pat Mullen,1
Tom Mallon, Dan Meldon, Don Maldon a slickstick picnic made2
in Moate by Muldoons. The solid man saved by his sillied woman.3
Crackajolking away like a hearse on fire. The elm that whimpers4
at the top told the stone that moans when stricken. Wind broke5
it. Wave bore it. Reed wrote of it. Syce ran with it. Hand tore6
it and wild went war. Hen trieved it and plight pledged peace.7
It was folded with cunning, sealed with crime, uptied by a harlot,8
undone by a child. It was life but was it fair? It was free but was9
it art? The old hunks on the hill read it to perlection. It made10
ma make merry and sissy so shy and rubbed some shine off Shem11
and put some shame into Shaun. Yet Una and Ita spill famine12
with drought and Agrippa, the propastored, spells tripulations13
in his threne. Ah, furchte fruchte, timid Danaides! Ena milo melo-14
mon, frai is frau and swee is too, swee is two when swoo is free,15
ana mala woe is we! A pair of sycopanties with amygdaleine16
eyes, one old obster lumpky pumpkin and three meddlars on17
their slies. And that was how framm Sin fromm Son, acity arose,18
finfin funfun, a sitting arrows. Now tell me, tell me, tell me then!19
                    What was it?20
                    A .......... ! 21
                    ? ..........0! 22
So there you are now there they were, when all was over23
again, the four with them, setting around upin their judges'24
chambers, in the muniment room, of their marshalsea, under the25
suspices of Lally, around their old traditional tables of the law26
like Somany Solans to talk it over rallthesameagain. Well and27
druly dry. Suffering law the dring. Accourting to king's evelyns.28
So help her goat and kiss the bouc. Festives and highajinks and29
jintyaun and her beetyrossy bettydoaty and not to forget now30
a'duna o'darnel. The four of them and thank court now there31
were no more of them. So pass the push for port sake. Be it soon.32
Ah ho! And do you remember, Singabob, the badfather, the33
same, the great Howdoyoucallem, and his old nickname, Dirty34
Daddy Pantaloons, in his monopoleums, behind the war of the35
two roses, with Michael Victory, the sheemen's preester, before36