who by this plage, flick as flowflakes, litters from aloft, like a god on pension and don’t start furlan your ladins till you’ ve learned the lie of that shppenng snake charmeuse. 271 Pige pas. Seidliti pimther for slogan plumpers. Ho plaits and atthems. ing. Hoots fromm, we’re globing. Why hidest thou hinder thy husband his name.^ Leda, Lada, aflutter-afraida, so does your girdle grow! Willed without witting, whorled without aimed. Pappapassos, Mammamanet, warwhets- wut and whowitswhy.^ But it’s tails for toughs and titties for tomes and come on her