their consternation and their clutches of chromes of the more murphies you peel, the more hopeful O Mar- gareenaJ O MargareenaJ Still in a Surplus by the ward of his ville’s indigenous romekeepers, homesweepers, domecreepers, thurum and thurum in fancymud murumd and all his trash, tricks and trumpery And’tis short till sheriff Clancy’ll be winding up his ovipository, he loftet hails and prayed: May he colp, may