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Nine Corsages and the old markiss their [[besterfar]], and, arrah, | Nine Corsages and the old markiss their [[besterfar]], and, arrah, | ||
sure there was never a marcus at all at all among the manlies and | sure there was never a marcus at all at all among the manlies and | ||
| − | dear Sir Armoury, queer Sir Rumoury, and the old house by the | + | dear [[Sir Armoury]], queer Sir Rumoury, and the old house by the |
churpelizod, and all the goings on so very wrong long before | churpelizod, and all the goings on so very wrong long before | ||
when they were going on retreat, in the old [[gammeldags]], the | when they were going on retreat, in the old [[gammeldags]], the | ||
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ing jackass. Harik! Harik! Harik! The rose is white in the darik! And Sunfella's nose has got rhinoceritis from haunting the roes in the parik! So all rogues lean to rhyme. And contradrinking themselves about Lillytrilly law pon hilly and Mrs Niall of the Nine Corsages and the old markiss their besterfar, and, arrah, sure there was never a marcus at all at all among the manlies and dear Sir Armoury, queer Sir Rumoury, and the old house by the churpelizod, and all the goings on so very wrong long before when they were going on retreat, in the old gammeldags, the four of them, in Milton's Park under lovely Father Whisperer and making her love with his stuffstuff in the languish of flowers and feeling to find was she mushymushy, and wasn't that vely both of them, the saucicissters, a drahereen o machree!, and (peep!) meeting waters most improper (peepette!) ballround the garden, trickle trickle trickle triss, please, miman, may I go flirting? farmers gone with a groom and how they used her, mused her, licksed her and cuddled. I differ with ye! Are you sure of your- self now? You're a liar, excuse me! I will not and you're an- other! And Lully holding their breach of the peace for them. Pool loll Lolly! To give and to take! And to forego the pasht! And all will be forgotten! Ah ho! It was too too bad to be falling out about her kindness pet and the shape of O O O O O O O O Ourang's time. Well, all right, Lelly. And shakeahand. And schenkusmore. For Craig sake. Be it suck. Well? Well, even should not the framing up of such figments in the evidential order bring the true truth to light as fortuitously as a dim seer's setting of a starchart might (heaven helping it!) un- cover the nakedness of an unknown body in the fields of blue or as forehearingly as the sibspeeches of all mankind have foli- ated (earth seizing them!) from the root of some funner's stotter all the soundest sense to be found immense our special mentalists now holds (securus iudicat orbis terrarum) that by such playing possum our hagious curious encestor bestly saved his brush with his posterity, you, charming coparcenors, us, heirs of his tailsie. Gundogs of all breeds were beagling with renounced urbiandor-
