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lionses of Lumdrum hivanhoesed up gagainst him, being a lapsis
linquo with a ruvidubb shortartempa, bad cad dad fad sad mad
nad vanhaty bear, the consciquenchers of casuality prepestered
crusswords in postposition, scruff, scruffer, scrufferumurraimost
andallthatsortofthing, if reams stood to reason and his lanka-
livline lasted he would wipe alley english spooker, multapho-
niaksically spuking, off the face of the erse.
    After the thorough fright he got that bloody, Swithun's day, 
though every doorpost in muchtried Lucalizod was smeared with
generous erstborn gore and every free for all cobbleway slippery
with the bloods of heroes, crying to Welkins for others, and
noahs and cul verts agush with tears of joy, our low waster never
had the common baalamb's pluck to stir out and about the com-
pound while everyone else of the torchlit throng, slashers and
sliced alike, mobbu on massa, waaded and baaded around, yamp-
yam pampyam, chanting the Gillooly chorus, from the Monster
Book of Paltryattic Puetrie, O pura e pia bella! in junk et sampam
or in secular sinkalarum, heads up, on his bonafide avocation (the
little folk creeping on all fours to their natural school treat but
childishly gleeful when a stray whizzer sang out intermediately)
and happy belongers to the fairer sex on their usual quest for
higher things, but vying with Lady Smythe to avenge Mac-
Jobber, went stonestepping with their bickerrstaffs on educated
feet, plinkity plonk, across the sevenspan ponte dei colori set up
over the slop after the war-to-end war by Messrs a charitable
government for the only once (dia dose Finnados!) he did take
a tompip peepestrella throug a threedraw eighteen hawkspower
durdicky telescope, luminous to larbourd only like the lamps in
Nassaustrass, out of his westernmost keyhole, spitting at the
impenetrablum wetter, (and it was porcoghastly that outumn) with
an eachway hope in his shivering soul, as he prayed to the cloud
Incertitude, of finding out for himself, on akkount of all the
kules in Kroukaparka or oving to all the kodseoggs in Kalatavala,
whether true conciliation was forging ahead or falling back after
the celestious intemperance and, for Duvvelsache, why, with his
see me see and his my see a corves and his frokerfoskerfuskar