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| Coss? Cossist? Your parn! You, you make | WHY MY AS | |
| what name? (and in truth, as a poor soul is | LIKEWISE | |
| between shift and shift ere the teath he has | WHIS HIS. | |
| lived through becomes the life he is to die | ||
| into, he or he had albut — he was rickets as to | ||
| reasons but the balance of his minds was | ||
| stables — lost himself or himself some som- | ||
| nione sciupiones, soswhitchoverswetch had | ||
| he or he gazet, murphy come, murphy go, | ||
| murphy plant, murphy grow, a maryamyria- | ||
| meliamurphies, in the lazily eye of his lapis, | ||
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| Uteralterance or | Vieus Von DVbLIn, 'twas one of dozedeams | |
| the Interplay of | a darkies ding in dewood) the Turnpike under | |
| Bones in the | the Great Ulm (with Mearingstone in Fore | |
| Womb. | ground). 1 Given now ann linch you take enn | |
| all. Allow me! And, heaving alljawbreakical | ||
| expressions out of old Sare Isaac's 2 universal | ||
| The Vortex. | of specious aristmystic unsaid, A is for Anna | |
| Spring of Sprung | like L is for liv. Aha hahah, Ante Ann you're | |
| Verse. The Ver- | apt to ape aunty annalive! Dawn gives rise. | |
| tex. | Lo, lo, lives love! Eve takes fall. La, la, laugh | |
| leaves alass! Aiaiaiai, Antiann, we're last to | ||
| the lost, Loulou! Tis perfect. Now (lens | ||
| 1 Draumcondra's Dream country where the betterlies blow. | ||
| 2 O, Laughing Sally, are we going to be toadhauntered by that old Pantifox | ||
| Sir Somebody Something, Burtt, for the rest of our secret stripture? | ||
