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tentions look like, you make up your mind to that) trespassing | tentions look like, you make up your mind to that) trespassing | ||
on your danger zone in the dancer years. If ever I catch you at it, | on your danger zone in the dancer years. If ever I catch you at it, | ||
− | mind, it's you that will cocottch it! I'll tackle you to feel if you | + | mind, it's you that will [[cocottch]] it! I'll tackle you to feel if you |
have a few devils in you. Holy gun, I'll give it to you, hot, high | have a few devils in you. Holy gun, I'll give it to you, hot, high | ||
− | and heavy before you can say sedro! Or may the maledictions | + | and heavy before you can say sedro! Or may the [[maledictions of Lousyfear|maledictions]] |
− | of Lousyfear fall like nettlerash on the white friar's father that | + | [[maledictions of Lousyfear|of Lousyfear]] fall like nettlerash on the white friar's father that |
converted from moonshine the fostermother of the first nancy- | converted from moonshine the fostermother of the first nancy- | ||
free that ran off after the trumpadour that mangled Moore's melo- | free that ran off after the trumpadour that mangled Moore's melo- | ||
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Dunnohoo's warning from [[Daddy O'Dowd]]. Whoo? What I'm | Dunnohoo's warning from [[Daddy O'Dowd]]. Whoo? What I'm | ||
wondering to mysel[[fwhose]] for there's a strong tendency, to put | wondering to mysel[[fwhose]] for there's a strong tendency, to put | ||
− | it mildly,by making me the medium. I feel spirts of itchery out- | + | it mildly, by making me the medium. I feel spirts of itchery out- |
ching out from all over me and only for the sludgehummer's | ching out from all over me and only for the sludgehummer's | ||
force in my hand to hold them the darkens alone knows what'll | force in my hand to hold them the darkens alone knows what'll | ||
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[[rogister]], something nice. Now? Dear Sister, in perfect leave again I | [[rogister]], something nice. Now? Dear Sister, in perfect leave again I | ||
say take a brokerly advice and keep it to yourself that we, Jaun, first | say take a brokerly advice and keep it to yourself that we, Jaun, first | ||
− | of our name here now make all receptacles of,free of price. Easy, | + | of our name here now make all receptacles of, free of price. Easy, |
my dear, if they tingle you either say nothing or nod. No cheeka- | my dear, if they tingle you either say nothing or nod. No cheeka- | ||
cheek with chipperchapper, you and your last mashboy and the | cheek with chipperchapper, you and your last mashboy and the | ||
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I'd burn the books that grieve you and light an allassundrian bom- | I'd burn the books that grieve you and light an allassundrian bom- | ||
pyre that would suffragate Tome Plyfire or Zolfanerole. Perousse | pyre that would suffragate Tome Plyfire or Zolfanerole. Perousse | ||
− | instate your <I>Weekly Standerd</I>, our verile organ that is ethelred by all | + | instate your <I>Weekly Standerd</I>, our [[verile organ]] that is [[ethelred]] by all |
Latest revision as of 06:20, 18 April 2020
and otherwise, messing around skirts and what their fickling in- tentions look like, you make up your mind to that) trespassing on your danger zone in the dancer years. If ever I catch you at it, mind, it's you that will cocottch it! I'll tackle you to feel if you have a few devils in you. Holy gun, I'll give it to you, hot, high and heavy before you can say sedro! Or may the maledictions of Lousyfear fall like nettlerash on the white friar's father that converted from moonshine the fostermother of the first nancy- free that ran off after the trumpadour that mangled Moore's melo- dies and so upturned the tubshead of the stardaft journalwriter to inspire the prime finisher to fellhim the firtree out of which Cooper Funnymore planed the flat of the beerbarrel on which my grandydad's lustiest sat his seat of unwisdom with my tante's petted sister for the cause of his joy! Amene. Poof! There's puff for ye, begor, and planxty of it, all abound me breadth! Glor galore and glory be! As broad as its lung and as long as a line! The valiantine vaux of Venerable Val Vousdem. If my jaws must brass away like the due drops on my lay. And the topnoted delivery you'd expected be me invoice! Theo Dunnohoo's warning from Daddy O'Dowd. Whoo? What I'm wondering to myselfwhose for there's a strong tendency, to put it mildly, by making me the medium. I feel spirts of itchery out- ching out from all over me and only for the sludgehummer's force in my hand to hold them the darkens alone knows what'll who'll be saying of next. However. Now, before my upperotic rogister, something nice. Now? Dear Sister, in perfect leave again I say take a brokerly advice and keep it to yourself that we, Jaun, first of our name here now make all receptacles of, free of price. Easy, my dear, if they tingle you either say nothing or nod. No cheeka- cheek with chipperchapper, you and your last mashboy and the padre in the pulpbox enumerating you his nostrums. Be vacillant over those vigilant who would leave you to belave black on white. Close in for psychical hijiniks as well but fight shy of mugpunters. I'd burn the books that grieve you and light an allassundrian bom- pyre that would suffragate Tome Plyfire or Zolfanerole. Perousse instate your Weekly Standerd, our verile organ that is ethelred by all